Jon had just been outside his home, preparing for a short trek into town - coincidentally, this time, no Fear-feeding involved. He looks alarmed when the unfamiliar face draws close, too close, and staggering back doesn't work when she grabs at him. Oh shit,, she's strong.

(Well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of his actions.)

"I--- I beg your pardon?" His response isn't graceful, nor does it even address her accusation. He's floundering, panicked, and so, so very caught off guard. "Ma'am, I don't--- i-if you could just calm down, I---"