The boy pinned beneath him squirmed and kicked and snapped, but all his efforts were in vain. None of it phased Angelus. He held on tightly, thoroughly enjoying the power he had over the other. More than anything else, the pinned boy should have been scared. Angel was serious. He expected an apology and was willing to wring one out of Caesar if necessary.
Feeling the need to toss his opinion out there, Angel snapped, "Maybe if you weren't mean your brother wouldn't hate you. Ever think of that?" Duh. If he treated his brother like he treated Angel's then no wonder his own brother didn't like him. Who was the stupid one again?
The spotted boy continued to thrash and Angel let him for several more seconds. Finally he relaxed his grip just enough to let the other wiggle free, but the pressure he continued to apply as Caesar did made it very clear that Angelus was allowing him to get up. His expression smug, he watched the other as he tried to salvage his pride with snarky words. "Too bad, that would be funny."
"Maybe you're not stupid..." Angelus snorted. That was not an apology. He eyed Seraphim. If that was enough of an apology for him, then maybe Angel would be okay with it too. Maybe. But if the boy kept being a jerk he'd make him be sorry.
