Matilda wants to go for about the same amount of time it takes for Garrot to drop his phone-- and then she's clearly remembered who she's dealing with, and looks much less tough. But then he asks if she's okay, and her annoyance shifts into something softer, as her shoulders droop.

Thankfully, the moment is ruined by the pound comment, and Matilda can't help but let out a rather unrefined snort. "Your laughter was so vociferous- the entire island could feel it!" She quips, bending to pick up his phone for him. He's gigantic, she wonders if he'd be able to get it himself. Don't mind her as she flashes a smile at the screen before offering it back to him. "Don't worry, he's a friendly puppy!"