She stalks over to him; despite being in a humanoid form, she very much looks the angry dragon. With another sharp gesture, she slams her palm into his chest, and he feels a mingled surge of pain and healing, leaving him sore, but not cripplingly so, as if he'd had a few weeks to heal from the wounds, instead of days. "Just... go be somewhere else, right now. I need some peace," she says, in a softer voice.