She tries catching his hands, because no amount of mad flailing is going to undo the spill and really this is just making everything much more awkward. Personal space, Mr. Cecil!

Besides, there's those unruly people. "Somehow I don't think it's going to get any simpler. Is there something you should be explaining to a few people?"

That he could easily escape isn't something she knows. But she can certainly default to the assumption that a good speech can resolve the problem of the day.