When Kalinda finished speaking it was clear that Allen had every intention to hit her. He was halfway through raising his hand to do so when Angelo interrupted, and he dropped his hand, and turned to face him. His anger finally starting to win out over his self control as his voiced raised. [b]"Will you just butt the hell out of this? You can't fight to solve every damned problem, even [i]I[/i] understand that. This is one such situation where doing so would probably come back and bite me in the ass [i]hard[/i], seeing as I might have to trust my life to you in two days, I'd rather not have someone who hates my guts. While being friends is out of the question, I've been trying my damnedest here to be civil and you attacking me and yelling at me isn't making it [i]any[/i] easier."[/b] He rolled his shoulders back, half-tensed. [b]"If you really want to fight that bad, I'll give you a fight. But I'd personally like to avoid one."[/b] After this burst of anger he managed to force himself to calm down some, though his posture still suggested the kettle hand't quite boiled over yet.