Izzy's tapping on his shoulder and advice to just let it be would have been enough to make Angelo leave, had Enzo not opened his mouth.<br/><br/>Angelo's wine red eyes narrowed. In a voice that was both soft yet angry, almost predatory, Angelo snarked at Enzo, "<span style="color: red">Let us remember that she is <i>everyone's</i> sister, and that if the matters between you two end up getting someone hurt, it <i>is</i> of our concern.</span>" The poking barely made Angelo move. He leaned in, sparks flickering from his lips with each word, "<span style="color: red"><i>You</i> would do well to remember that. <i>Friend</i>.</span>" He spat the word 'friend,' a small burst of those same sparks going towards Enzo's face. The grip on his cane made Angelo's knuckles turn white with how tight he was holding the gold head.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>