[ He grabs her shoulder and her arm immediately jets up and then crashes down, using her elbow to go for his - trying to break the hold out of defensiveness. ]

Don't touch me -! [ She says with a quaky voice and she stumbles back. She's not close to crying or anything, but she's so angry. ] They're keeping tabs on us - have our information all lined up and that means they know us. They know who we are and picked us for some reason we can't even fathom.