Ben flinches, his jowls pulling back in a mock grimace. Wildmutt can't actually frown at anything but he can make an attempt for Chara's sake. He knows how recently wounded pride feels which is why he lets the kid work themself out in favor of slamming his body into the pakler again.

Before it can plan about a counterattack, Ben takes an ugly wrist in each paw and pins them to the ground. He drops his lower half to restrain the rest of its gray body. The Omnitrix is slowly ticking down, he can't hold this form forever, but with the tranquilizer making its way through the alien's body he shouldn't have to for long.

His gills flap open in a triumphant snort.