He stood up and started crying softly. She was afraid of him...he was losing her already. He wanted to hit something, destroy something...throw something...but that would giver her all the more reason to hate him.
A vine whipped the knife out of her hands. Several more caught Poisons arms and dragged her to the ground, trapping her.
"It is no use, you cannot use your magic here. Magic on Earth and magic in the Spirit realm are different things...you are not yet acclimated to this place. Now it would in your best interest if you let me speak..."