When he poked her, she shrieked, her hand grabbing his wrist and her other going to his throat before either of them knew what was happening. His throat being bigger than her hand could wrap around, it was more as if she'd layed her hand on it rather than anything else. She panted, eyes open, looking at him for a moment as she tried to remember what was going on. As recognition came to her face, she took her hand away from his throat. She swollowed, trying to wet her dry mouth as she panted lightly. "S-sorry... I... I thought I was over those," she said, bringing her hand up to brush her hair away from her sweaty forehead.