She'd laugh, but in all honestly she's a bit shaken up by just how freaked out he is over this. Were the cords that tight? It was uncomfortable for her, sure, but she wasn't the one being strangled by the things. Asmodia quickly pulls away as well, sitting up with considerably more grace (perhaps because she knows where she put the both of them). Rubbing her wrists, she watches the human, her currently invisible tail curled around her folded legs, the end of it twitching back and forth nervously and denting the fabric of her trousers each time she hits it against her leg.

"...Dimension door?" she repeats. Not a magic user, then. "It's a spell, a really handy one. Uh...are you, uh...hurt?"