"Oh yes, snapping at every man that comes your way, is certainly a productive use of it." She wrestles with him. Taking a hold of one wrist and slamming it flat down onto the ground in a heavy shove. Leaning over him bodily and breathing hard for the effort.

"If you are going to be angry, Piotr, be angry, let it out properly instead of carrying on like this." She swings - not with her fist, she'd just break her knuckles on his jaw, but swings to clip with her elbow.