She does even look bothered that he is ready to bash her over the head with his gun. She's pleased to see that he's ready to defend himself. She'd react much the same. The last time someone tried to get the jump on Vex'ahlia, she'd damage them just enough so that they couldn't chase her as she ran to safety. Now, however, she's more likely to kill them if she can.

Even though it hasn't been that long since they've become lovers, she knows Percy well enough to notice all the strain and stress he's leashed himself in. She removes her hand from his mouth, gives him a hard kiss, and then grabs his hand to pull him along the alley to the relative safety of the doorway that leads to the windowless cellar she's been holed up in for the last two days.

When they are inside, she tries to move a large shipping box in front of the door. "Percy, can you help me with this? I don't think I can summon Trinket just yet."