Trixa had the opposite reaction, instead of away, while he was focused on Dean, she headed towards, gun raised, finger on the trigger and ready to pull. This? This she could handle, this was someone she could fight. This was not crazy attacking plants or screaming running primates. He was a predator? Well, so was she.

"Drop it, buddy. You're outnumbered."

Let the others run, she could stay and take care of this.