The pepper spray didn't faze the creature at all and Evee chunked the empty can at the mechanical like beast's torso in frustration. It made contact with a clang and a clatter before resounding through the now quiet yard. The creature didn't react other than to cock it's head in what looked like curiosity. It had thankfully stopped advancing, but now it was just...staring at her. Well, she assumed it was looking at her, she couldn't be sure without knowing where/if it had eyes. 

Evee's back finally made contact with the door, but as she tried to twist the knob, she realized that she must have accidentally locked it on her way out the door. "Are you kidding me!?," she cried, turning to give the door a harsh kick, before hissing in pain and leaning down to rub her now throbbing toes. "This can't get much worse," she whispered to herself before turning back to face the creature. It hadn't moved much at all, its tongue still lolled out of the side of its mouth. It was sort of endearing, in a weird, I-could-destroy-you-in-three-seconds-but-I'm-restraining-myself sort of way.

"Don't eat me, 'kay?" Evee said in the general direction of the beast, before turning around and trying the windows at the front of the house. They were all locked. Apparently she had done an outstanding job securing the homestead. "Urg," she groaned, sliding down to a sitting position. Her feet and hands were bloodied and stinging, and now she had an awful headache and felt a little dizzy. "I think I might have a concussion," she informed the monster, exhausted now that the adrenaline was wearing off. "You," she continued, pointing a finger at the creature, "...are an awful monster."