It was inevitable. Angelo was found again, by minions of Black Heart, the demon who murdered his mother. Owen had taken him on one of his raids, where they encountered the demons. Upon noticing them, Owen had rushed to his side to defend him. The demon spawn closed in and attacked Angelo, getting a few good hits in before Owen was able to shield him. He of course did get knocked around, as to be expected for a normal human to believe they could take on a Demon, until back up arrived. Once Madison had caught wind, he hurried over to force the Demons to stand down, and was pretty pissed his Older Brother was still after Angelo. Owen abandoned his Raid, Leaving it to Mesmira, and instead carried Angelo back to the base. He had him checked out and ensured he was healing from his injuries, but a new anxiety rose.
           Its been days since the attack, and Owen has been keeping a close eye on Angelo, anxious he'll take off on him. He had become good friends with him over the past few weeks, ever since  he was dragged to the heroes base, and did not want to loose his only close friend. Owen went to check in on Angelo, only to find him packing the few things he had, presumably to leave. Owen just walked up behind him, hugging him from behind and nuzzling into his neck a bit, leaning over him.
        "Please, you better not be planning to leave again..."