Lisa-Joe didn't know whether to smile or frown at Emil's comment. On the one hand, he answered her question. That was a good thing. However, he'd admitted that he feared her. This was something she did not like in the least. She decided to try and defuse the situation. It occurred to her just then how things must look, with her being so quick to break an arm and considerably older than Emil.
"Don't fear me ever," she said sincerely. "You are a fellow kindred. I would not hurt such a polite, thoughtful gentlemen, even if he did anger me or disagreed with me."
She meant every word, and felt sheepish and exposed by Emil's fear, and suddenly felt she needed a shaw to cover her horribly visible anger streak.