She's lucky she's as durable as she is, she almost passes out, and despite that, her grip remains, her forearm pressing harder against Cait's windpipe.
"You..." she shakes her head, trying to stay awake. "Stop you idiot. I /can't/ let go. You have... have powers... so do I. I can't let go if I can't... can't focus. We need to... need to test you. Knock me out or kill me... and we both die. Trying to tell you."
The power is obviously having an effect, the only thing its not doing is stopping the chokehold or loosening her grip.
"You need to stop."
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