Sea Lion Shores please don't tell

It seemed he was in some sort of pickle here, and only furthering by digging his hole. She grew more angry, proof enough in her posture and words - and he simply grew cockier and cheeky. The angrier she got, the more he felt in control of the situation. All he had to do was should she turn ugly and violent, was to swiftly try to blind her and make an escape. The timing was crucial. If she was fuming enough, maybe it could blindside her (pun intended). 

Is that all you do, resort to violence because you can't think of anything better? He hummed and haa'd. Here it comes, it felt like he was at the top of this rollercoaster and the drop was just over the horizon. Any smart man would have tried to leave by now without another word, and yet here he was, thrilled at the thought of maybe getting away with poking a bear.