"You forced me to leave him!" Pamela shouted, and she was already moving. The vines shot up, forming a barrier around Bruce, no rumble reaching him, even as she slammed vines down the ground, taking control of those Nicholas created. She leaped up, into the air with a powerful jump, and deliberately spun, twisting, and slammed into Crane. 

Not plants for this. She wanted to feel the blow. She pulled her arm back, hand in a fist, and slammed it into crane's face. While it hurt, it felt good. She snaked the vines, all the ones in the room, around Crane, constricting them deliberately. 

As she pulled back for another blow, it wasn't her fist that smashed Crane once more. She imagined Bruce's punch hurt a hell of a lot more then hers. 

Leaving Crane to Bruce now, Pamela turned to Nicholas. "You want to hurt me Nicholas? Then do so, but not because he wants you to. You want to punish anyone? Punish me for not being strong enough to get you out. It's my fault. But you alive was better then you dead by his hands." She raised her arms, all the vines besides the ones holding Crane, dropped to the ground. 

She stood there, vulnerable.