He growled and shook her, "Look at me! Anna! Stop squirming, you're going to-" He tried to yell over her, but Anna just kept screaming and fighting. Never had he had such a fight to go through before and he was already regretting shoving her off. When the wall started to shake, he looked up and his eyes grew wide as the book slipped down and before he could let go of her, it smacked her on the head.<br/><br/>His hands were twitching hard as he tried to swap around to catch her. Armas dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist quickly, pulling her close as he grabbed her head and craddled it ever so delicately. He checked her head over before brushing the hair from her face. "You're so much trouble," he sighed, not really angry anymore. All he ever seemed to do was get angry with her but she was such a free spirit that he could see her wings being clipped slowly. Somehow it reminded him of how he used to feel.<br/><br/>Armas gathered her up slowly, closing his eyes as he took her to the bedroom. He laid her down slowly and got an icepack ready and iced her head so the swelling wouldn't cause her any pain. He sat down beside the bed, looking her over carefully. "Dumb girl," he murmured, wincing at the end as he brushed the back of his hand on her cheek. "You're not supposed to love an incubi. What kind of teachings do these humans give anymore? Honestly." He sighed, getting up to go out and gather the book up from the floor. A slip of torn pages fell from it and he gathered them up hastily, shoving them back in the book before he turned away. He walked to the kitchen and shoved the book away inside a drawer. It was causing him nothing but trouble anyways.