Remy would have shot back with something, certainly, but the moment she goes down? He does as well. Goes straight down to his knees, curled over because the pain absolutely took the legs out from under him.

By the time those ten seconds are over, his jaw is aching from holding back any sound. He doesn't have a problem with the kneeling, but he'll be damned if they'll make him scream.

Only once the pain has receeded does he put his hands down on the floor, certain that his powers won't get away from him. "You can say dat 'gain." He lets out a breath before sitting back on his heels, working his jaw to get it to deal with the ache. "Guessin' Planker ain't too keen on our pro'lem solvin' skills, petite."