[ Oh, hell no, no one shoos her. Her scowl darkens and she finally obliged Keats to put him down, but without seeming to even have heard his request. She just needs her hands free for this, that's all. She drops his feet an instant before she drops his upper body, which should give him enough time to catch his footing, and immediately afterward stomps toward Peridot. ]

I didn't fly, I jumped. Humans don't fly, obviously, why the hell were you expecting him to? That's called attempted murder, and since it was attempted murder on someone I like, it is that big a deal!