"Oh, come on! Drop it, you big dumbo!" And now she does let go of his wrists to just smack down hard on his hands. This is... god, what is she supposed to do? There are so many of these things, and if they're all going to affect people like this? They need to get rid of them quickly her piddly little backpack of herbicides is hardly going to do it, is it?

But one problem at a time. Get the thing out of big man's hand.