As soon as he feels her fingers digging in, he whirls around and twists his arm hard to try to break her grasp. The look he gives her is at least as distant as it's angry, and he's perfectly willing to cut her off forever at this point.

"Two words: Alternate. Universes. You're from one. I'm from a different one. Neither of us have ever met each other before now. We're like complete strangers, blondie, you got that?"

It's cold, but it's the only way he knows how to deal with this.