[If her foot managed to hit anything on him, it was going to hurt her more than it hurt him, given 80% of him was made of metal or covered in it. Still. He crouched down to try and look non threatening.]
Whoa, whoa! Relax. I'm not a bad guy. I'm not going to hurt you.
[Action]
Whoa, whoa! Relax. I'm not a bad guy. I'm not going to hurt you.