Then... [He wonders how much he should say here. She doesn't seem like the type who would store this information for later, just in case she wanted to use it against him, but then, she could merely be a very good actor.]

I suppose I'd have to retreat? It's not the world's most pleasant power; you'd understand what I meant immediately if you saw. But there's a limit to how much I can use it.

[He takes a small sip of his wine, mulling on the question. He's seen firsthand what happens when the Catharsis is pushed beyond its limits, and the sight hadn't been pretty.]

I don't think it'd be an issue unless I were fighting against someone very powerful, though.