Great. Harry had put himself in the middle of a school yard squabble. He cast a cursory glance at a defiant Gambit then looked back at an equally defiant Sabo... then rolled his eyes.
"Shut the hell up," Harry snarled and stepped closer to Sabo, his eyes tracking from the kid's hands up to his face then back again. "If you start flinging shit around right now people are going to die. Do you understand me? So knock it off and think for a minute."
Harry narrowed his eyes and looked at Gambit. "Give me the damned gloves, Gambit."