She'd started to lean back, resting one foot on the table, when the next wave of attacks go off. Almost as if she were expecting them, she launches backwards, kicking off from the table, rolling away as the attacks smash through wood, and narrowly avoiding the last attack, though one of her tails almost gets hit. "Better! Almost didn't make that one... it looks like he.. you, whatever, can be taught." She grins, as she continues to roll, springing back up to her feet, tossing the pear in the air, and catching it in her mouth.