Angie's brow furrowed, and she suddenly shoved Marshall away. "I can't believe you would think... I mean, smashing him to pieces?!" It was clear she was distressed as she stood up, disgust on her face. But, there was the gleam of hurt in her eyes, as if he had betrayed her. "I know you want to get out of here; I do too, but destroying someone's body isn't the way to go! Would you tear me limb from limb if I died suddenly? Hm?? Would you do that as if I were just some information to flush down the drain?!" Tears starting to form, she held her arms to her sides tightly, fists forming. "It's.... just not right...." Her lips tight, she whipped around and stormed to another part of the area.