Warren's foot left the floor, it connected with the table their coffees lived on and sent it sliding across the room. "Apologized!?" She apologized, politely, to the bastard that fucked her all over the mansion while she was married to another man. Apologized to the crazy Irishman that less than a day ago was going to kill him. He loomed over Eva, shoulders hunched forward and wings out-stretched, shrinking the size of the lounge. "If you're interested in seeing what this disconnected, old money, socialite is capable of..." Warren bowed slightly, arms out parallel with his feathery wings. "Your wish is my command."
Angel backed way from Zap, and passed the table he'd upended toward the door. But turned before he exited. "Let me remind you. That mental patient convinced himself that murdering me would result in him being with you. And you admitting you're trying to make us work for Ren? What happens the next time he goes off his meds and decides Ren is the reason you're not with him... and aims that shotgun at our daughter?!" Everybody, except Luke, seemed to have conveniently forgotten that Mars was fucking dangerous and that this was a school.
The sliding metal door behind him started to open - set off by the proximity of his wings. With precision Kurt would have been proud off, Warren pulled one of his knives from his belt and jammed the blade into the door to prevent it from opening. He took a deep breath and turned his steely eyes toward his wife. "I'm going to sit with my daughter. After that, I'll go explain to Ronan how easy it is for people with old money and connections to make someone disappear. Then, come morning - just maybe I'll have a chat with Charles about the character of employees he's keeping around. After all, I'm sure Moria could use someone with Ronan's skills in Scotland." His hand reached back out and he pulled the knife from the door, and it slid open. "Maybe I thought doing this peacefully would be better for our daughter - because that's why I'm trying to. But I'm also trying for you because I love you." As much as it made him felt like a fool, at the moment. Angel re-seethed his blade, "Anything else, love?"