She ducks instinctively at the clash, rolling to avoid the dust and debris which gets thrown up in the bang. Dust seems intent on taking the golem head on, but Jude is thinking through alternatives, even as she rolls onto her feet. This cannot be a test of pure strength; who could possibly win? But then she's used to thinking of everything as a trick, as a puzzle to be solved only when you apply the right pressure to the right points...

An idea flashes in her head, and in the same breath she steps back, off to the side, trying to get out of the turtle's sight-line. Her wand is in her non-dominant hand; what she's thinking of will require magic. She'll have to sheathe her sword to draw any sigils, which means trusting Dust's ability to keep the turtle busy and away from her.

...ability and willingness. She can't tell him her plan, not without shouting it across the room, which would make her attempts at subterfuge pointless. He'll have to trust her, too.