[Mini Event] To See and Pray [OPEN TO ALL]

Emmett's concern melted away into an indifferent anger as Phoebe began to speak. Not only was she choosing to take this personally, something that he was right about and had clearly not meant to include her in, but she had complained only a week after his family dying that they weren't being physical enough; it had really been the last thing on his mind. And she had taken him to see Frey right after, when he had felt compelled to be sexual...it felt more manipulative to him by the second. Sizzling anger that had been living as frustration suddenly bubbled up. Snapping his hand back he rolled his eyes and sighed. "I'm tryin' to help, Bee. I can' do this right now. I can'...deal with all of your stuff. I'm sorry. I..." He wasn't good at being angry, his words already slipping into apologies. Emmett shook his head and walked away, leaving Phoebe to be angry at him. He didn't have the energy right now, his heart completely numb from the still-unprocessed grief in him. Ok, Here It Goes