"You're damn right you won't," he replied in a low tone, knowing that becoming irate and loud in here would immediately call attention to them. No, he needed to be smarter than that - put those ninja-like skills of stealth to good use. After all, what good were they if they couldn't get him out of a situation like this one?

His grip just tightened around the handle of the crowbar, his cheeks flushing just a bit; the idea of actually hitting her with it made him a bit nauseous, and he knew such a struggle would make quite a bit of noise. That would just mean failure, and he was going to escape Landel's. It felt good, though, knowing that he held the power to make her stop right in her tracks; normally it was just the people he worked for that were intimidating. Matt himself was always the faceless one, the one who was easily overpowered if he was, in fact, discovered.

He just remained on his beeline for the door, careful not to touch her in any way, lest she retaliate with more force than he was prepared for. "I'm not talking about anything with you; I'm going to leave, and you're going to let me."

Way to be commanding, Matty, he berated himself internally, his left hand reaching out and gripping the door.