Antoine had to close his eyes and count slowly because he was so angry that he wasn't really sure how to handle this.
"He missed you?! If you had done as I asked, he would have had no need to miss you. And, I would not have to worry about losing the best chance that we've ever had at reaching our goal."
Sighing, he lifted a hand to rub it over his face in a gesture of annoyance, thought, anger. Things that he never showed. "When we return home, things shall be different. I am unsure how I will make sure that you stay away from him, but it shall happen."
His voice never rose above a low murmur, but there was promise in his voice.