Watching Min Yu move and talk only served to further anger Frederick. His breathing was harsh by the time the young man was staring up at him, eyes wide with innocence. Hearing him talk about when Frederick had turned him pushed him right over and he gritted his teeth as he walked over to where his fledgling was sitting.<br/><br/>"You have no idea of what you have done." His voice had dropped to a low, gravely tone he had never before used with his fledgling and he took a handful of the young man's hair in a tight grip. "Not only do I have to clean up the literal mess that you left, but I also have to deal with human politics. Something I had, up until now, managed to stay out of!"<br/><br/>Frederick dragged Min Yu off the bed and started walking to the door, only stopping for a moment when he remembered the other boy. He turned back around and glared at the blonde shaking on the bed. "Stay right here, I'll know if you move an inch."<br/><br/>With that he left, pulling his fledgling along the destroyed halls of the house, ignoring all his protests. They walked down to the kitchens and from there, down a disused hallway that led to an old door. When it opened the hinges creaked with disuse and a gust of stale air rushed out at them. He pushed Min Yu in and took a deep breath, his anger crackling through his seemingly calm façade.<br/><br/>"I think a few days alone will help you think about what you've done."