Hoodie was now cracked up laughing at the embarrassing sight, catching it all, as usual, on camera.
"Oh, really?" Angel responded, her wings twitching oddly.
Hoodie smiled back under his mask.
Angel shrugged, her wings shifting. "Very well." She smiled. "Oh, and sorry, Masky." She started chuckling. "Songbird? Why did you help Masky with the blade? He could get it out himself, you know?" She smirked devilishly, beginning to hear Hoodie chuckle in the corner.
"Eh, just toss it. They regenerate. Leave it for the others. Need a spare blade? Always got one handy." She stretched her large wings, the blades appearing as feathers. Angel folded her wings once more, smiling at Hoodie trying to cheer him up.
Hoodie let out a muffled sigh of annoyance. "F-Fine..." He looked down, obviously not wanting to catch eyes with the others in the room. He quietly pried Toby away from Masky as he squirmed. "S-S-Stop..." he whispered into his ear as terrifyingly as he could.