Shadowfang looked at her. That had been a question, right? Before he could react, a knee slammed into him just above his groin. He shouted in pain and surprise, stumbling backward and tripping over his bunk. His hands went to protect his sensitive parts and, even though there was no damage, he began to cough almost painfully. After his initial shock, of course, there was anger. This stupid girl who was quickly becoming quite the thorn in his side, wanted to fight him! Well a quick knee to the growing had decided his answer for him. He would happily oblige.
He scrambled back to his feet, raging mad and snarling viciously. "GRAAHHH! You stop that!" There was not enough room to leap at her again. He bent over, pointing his shoulder at the little girl, and stepped forward, trying to push her with his own body. He followed by swinging his arm at her face, trying to strike her with the back of his clenched fist. In the cramped compartment of the crew's quarters, it would be hard for him to not have a fight that was nothing more than swinging claws and a thrashing body, but the least he could do was exhibit some amount of control.