Chara doesn't scream at the loss of their knife, although the pounding between their ears increases to a head-splitting tempo as they continue to fruitlessly fight against the elf woman. Then, with a lurch in their stomach, they're being thrown up and over her shoulders, as if they're no more than a sack of flour. They get a glimpse of their knife, gleaming red against the far wall, before their vision is cut off by stone and red hair and Tauriel's legs.

They'll continue to thrash and fight for a while, but unless Tauriel drops them Chara's motions will cease after a few minutes. Instead, they'll tense up, their hands and teeth both clenching up, making themselves as rigid and heavy as such a skinny kid can even manage.