XIII coughed violently as Rozalind released her grip around his neck. He waved her off with one hand as he messaged his throat with the other. "Don't worry about it." XIII managed to get out with a now very hoarse voice. "I'd be lying if I said this was the first time I've nearly been choked out by someone unintentionally because they lost control or were stronger than they thought. I'm used to it." 

XIII pulled himself to his feet and cleared his throat before grinning at Rozalind. "Well, you won that one. Let's have a rematch some other time, and get you used to that arm." He rubbed his throat one last time before running his hand through his hair. "But for now, I'm starving let's go get some gru-" XIII stopped as the walls flashed with a pink light three times 

Immediately, XIII's demeanor changed. His smile faded and he looked at Rozalind. 

"That's not good."