Angelo gave his hand a wave of dismissal at the accident. "<span style="color: red">Ah, don't worry about that. I imagine you remember when someone lit a match in my cache of rockets? There was more of me than there was left of my trailer.</span>" He gave a bit of a laugh at that, but it was very short, since he realized that this wasn't exactly the greatest time for laughter.<br/><br/>Angelo then raised a brow at the idea of finding a more private place. Stroking his chin in thought, he suggested, "<span style="color: red">Well, if you'd like to keep it simple, there is always your trailer, since it's obvious that mine isn't exactly suitable for the time being.</span>"<br/><br/>A glance in one direction, and he said, "<span style="color: red">Perhaps a good ways off of the grounds? The field is wide, and there aren't many who go wandering about when there's something as magnificent as a circus to be visited.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>