To be fair, Misha wasn't running on all cylinders at the moment while Doom definitely was. When she phased through his hand, he took note and immediately moved to turn on the pulse emitter on his wrist while playing keep away with ALFRED. She wasn't getting it back until Doom was done working on it and not a second earlier. Right now though, he was going to punish her for interrupting him and thinking she could escape.

Grabbing her shirt, Doom yanked her forward as he stood up and slammed his knee into her gut. He was not in the mood to play games with this little insect and he was going to make sure she knew it. "I don't think so," Doom snapped at her, his tone very obviously annoyed. "You're going to behave for once by getting back in your cell and letting me finish fixing Richards' mistakes in your device."