Angel almost pouted at Phil. Almost but managed to restrain herself. Blade just leveled a glare at the back of his head the whole drive there. A cold breeze chilled the enter car to the point that Angel started to rub her hands all over herself just to try and keep somewhat warm. Her brother was pissed and there was nothing she could about that the moment. Luckily for Phil, Blade's affliction did not make the old cliche 'if looks could kill' true. Otherwise the agent would have two holes in the back of his head. Or the front of his head depending on if he kept looking back at them. Blade really hated him and he had only met him five minutes ago.<br/><br/>Angel on the other hand gave Phil her most winning smile. "Of course we have questions, but I think I will wait for your leader to explain things. Maybe some of them will be answered then?" She moved one of her hands to warm up and calm down her brother so he would stop making the car so cold. Who needs AC when you had Blade about? That was the little quip that ran through her head. She knew better than to say it out loud though. That was really asking for a bone chilling car ride. "Though I do have one up front. Are we allow to leave alive after we hear the offer? Just in case it doesn't sound like out cup of tea." She wanted a way out. Being on the run these past few months have taught her that was always a good thing to happen.<br/><br/>If they had to crush a few heads together to get that way out, then so be it.