"What the shit, ho!" Punchy yelps and tries to shake her bite off. "I'm trying to help yo' ass!"

He's...pretty sure damsels in distress don't usually sink their fangs into your bicep. Not that Punchy's biceps are in much danger, of course, because they are solid as rocks. He lets go of her elbow and pulls away from her, not wanting to hit her but not wanting to abandon her just yet.

Scared people do crazy things like biting, don't they? Maybe she needs his help more than he thought.

"Come on, let's book it out, shawty! Or you're gonna get creamed!"