[Well, that sure is a death glare! Too bad this particular annoying loudmouth has been glared at by Satan herself and (mostly) lived to tell the tale. So while he has some sense that he should tread with caution it doesn't actually put him off too much. What is self-preservation, really.

So what he'll do... is crowd her up against the side of the ship. Maybe try to bump her backwards a little more with his (really rather average tbh) bulk.]

Or. What?