"You can't. I hit him in the head with a bed and he didn't even blink. He ran himself so hard into the wall that it broke, and that's after he ran into the forcefield, and then he- And then-" And her voice is rising and she's insistant, because she doesn't want Klaus to get torn to pieces. "He's stronger then you. He's stronger and he's bigger and I-" She stops then, and she pulls in a breath, and turns away, not looking at him. "He grabbed me with one hand, and I could feel him pop my lungs and my ribs, and I- Please." She looked back at him again. "Why do it? Why? Because if he rips your head off, then what? Does it magically grow back? Or are you alive but headless, forever?"

She's upset. She's upset about Bruce hurting anyone else, she's upset about Klaus getting hurt - because he will - and she's upset because Bruce was, genuinely, a nice guy. "He's not a bad guy. He just- you could compel him, maybe. Make him not turn into that thing. Could you do that? Don't fight him. Don't make him turn into the monster. Please."