Angelo's face hardened a bit when he found himself being compared to Enzo. One brow lifted slightly. "<span style="color: red">That's <i>not</i> what I meant.</span>"<br/><br/>He sighed as he looked down at Adrian's hand, bleeding from several small cuts. Putting a hand on his hip, Angelo looked back up at Adrian and said, "<span style="color: red">You know man, I've been falling in and out of love since it was still legal to drink. Three times now, I've had my heart ripped from my chest, the last time being just before I joined the circus. I know very much what it's like.</span><br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">I cannot blame you for having feelings for Serina. When I was your age, I would have done the same thing. But you need to remember that times change, things come and go. Be strong and let this be one of those times.</span>" He pounded a fist once on his chest for emphasis. "<span style="color: red">Time will make things better. How long it takes is completely up to you.</span>" His expression was sincere and caring, showing that he was doing his best to keep Adrian from hurting himself. Well, any more than he already had, as he looked back down at Adrian's hand, bleeding all over the place. "<span style="color: red">If anything needs a bandage right now, it's your hand,</span>" he said coolly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>