Normally, there would be a space of two tenths of a second where her trained reflex would take over, and she would already be preparing to throw Nova Pandora. Based on their relative positions, it would have been an over-the-shoulder hip throw. This does not, in fact, happen.

Instead, she just grips her shoulder strap tighter for a second. She wants to. She wants to. But she can't make the words come out. So. She nods.