Another knock at his door. Thankfully, this one didn't leave soot every which where upon the accidental explosion when Angelo slipped again at the sudden noise. The BANG from inside was quite loud, but still muffled; the force of it rattled the whole trailer, and smoke could be seen seeping from the door frame. With a bit of a cough and a sigh of defeat, Angelo opened the door, letting the smoke pour out from inside. It seemed that little was damaged, except perhaps Angelo's pride, but he was always capable of softening the blow whenever such things happened to him.<br/><br/>Looking out, his wine red eyes landed on a very uncomfortable Camelia. He stepped down to the ground next to her, and gave a caring smile. Being in a more positive environment had always helped the others, even if they were in a dire emotional strait. Just a crooked, brotherly smile, talking to them in a reassuring tone; it always worked, though the degree to which it did was variable. Concern was still evident in his eyes, and so he stepped to Camelia's side and placed a hand on her shoulder. "<span style="color: red">Something ails you, I see,</span>" he told her softly, requiring little deduction to state the obvious. "<span style="color: red">Come, tell me. Keeping something like that inside is no good for anyone, eh?</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>