Marcel was not one who liked to be out of control. If he was not the one leading in something, it brought out the worst in him. His calm demeanor vanishes, and rage or irritation takes its place. It was at Missie's most recent comment that made him snap, and after time and time of her making him lose control, it was only a matter of time before he lost it-- just as now. Moving in barely a blur, he was up next to Missie, where he held her cheeks in his pale- cold, well kept fingers. "I appreciate the correction in your speech, but keep in mind that even the slightest word against me at this moment in time is not a good idea... I have been very-- very, cranky... you see. I have not been cranky much in the past decade, just very bored. So you can understand it is hard to keep myself in check right now," the vampire said while a few strands of hair fell loose across his face.<br/><br/>It was only when he realized how close he was that he realized his mistake. As calmly as he could compose himself, he took a deep breath and slowly released her. His fingers stopping to tap the bottom of her chin. "Chin up, and stay mindful please" he murmured, teeth clenching, and jaw tightening as he managed to resist his urges and take a step back. "Now, six questions like before... when asking them, I will be mindful not to threaten you," he narrowed his eyes, "- just be weary of me, lest something accidental occurs," he said. His expression making it clear that if something occurred, it was literally because he had no control. Quickly though, he went back to a plain and stoic expression, just as his usual calm demeanor.