She released his shirt and leaned back and tried to tell herself to breathe and banish this anger. She wasn't any good like this. She'd... end up doing something bad, if she was able to do anything at all.

It wasn't working well. The anger was something solid to focus on, and was doing wonders to drown out fear.

"I don't know what that means."

Powerful emotions fuel powerful magic, Molly. What are you fueling right now? Come on, girl. Get it together.