He was getting awfully tired of having to fight people in pairs. It got just the slightest bit annoying. He turned his attention from Carlisle to Esme, feeling the woman's vice like grip on his arms. She was strong - stronger than he expected but again, Maria had taught him never to underestimate a female vampire.

Immediately he struggled against her, managing to rip his arms away from her. He turned sharply and made a grab for her neck, trying to get a girl hold on it. "I've just about had enough out of you." He said with a low growl from deep in his chest.

Without bothering to wait for a response, he used all his strength to shove her away from him, unsure and uncaring of how far or hard she'd get away, as long as she provided a distraction. As much as he hated to admit it, he was outmatched here.