Shoe of principle thrown, Herbert slips off the other one to improve his balance and hunches for a moment. Considering it was just ice, it really is incredibly painful. Draining. He really could have used it hitting his arm, really, glancing off void metal.

But he has better things to do than yell at a pixie. Clenching his jaw, he straightens and walks the rest of the way to the Ringmaster, checking for whatever part of her is the most fleshy. And then, unless she or someone else actively stops him, he goes to inject her with reagent.