She can't get away, and her programming is screaming in her mind you little fuckup is that how you want to play, do you really want to lose to him? So she's glitching bad, her motions irregular as she jerks and twitches in his hold. "I don't want to lose this let me go dave i ha-- ha-- hateyouhateyouhateyou letmego fuck you fuck you!"

Her robotic arm scrabbles for his face, sharp nails trying to sink into his skin -- but then she's trying to yank herself free-- and then

you don't even deserve to live if you can't even escape one little boy

the long, sharp nails that were just a second ago trying to maim him are now jamming themselves into her chest, ripping at skin and trying to break bone to hurt her, to make her die in the most painful way she can think of. And for a moment, she's almost completely human; the metallic shrieks and glitches turn into a pained, high-pitched scream as her own body attempts to decimate her.