'Times like this were I wish I wore armor, or something to protect myself a little more.' she thought as he pressed his foot down more. She grasped at her side and tried to clutch her spear until she realized that she had left it on the wagon. 'Ah! The wagon! Ugh what if he saw it. What would he do if he saw it?' thoughts swam through as she looked around and assessed her position.
While in her thoughts she heard not what he was saying, and by the time she noticed he was talking he had ended in a grin. She looked hard at in his eyes as she tried to pick an emotion, but he was skilled in hiding his emotions or she was never good at reading emotions or auras in the first place.
He was not moving it seemed as if he was waiting for something, but she did not care. She closed her eyes and snapped her right hand towards his foot. The grass around them became taller and thicker quickly and she was grateful that he didn't seem to notice the growing grass. With one motion the grass pushed his foot slightly to off kilter him, yanked her from out under his foot, and off the ground. She fell into her stance for close hand-to-hand combat. She both her hands in front of her and her dominant right foot in front.