Alastor clicked his tongue. "Angel, I'm quite the performer but I have no capacity for pity nor do I have the will to feign it."

He remained kneeled in front of Angel, watching him carefully. He wondered what the spider would do in this state. Regardless, he knew that having Charlie stay out of this had been the right decision. Hurting Charlie's feelings was to most people like kicking a puppy, something you did and immediately felt guilty for. (Well, people other than him. Alastor had no love for dogs, after all.) That sort of guilt on top of what just happened, well, that probably would've made things worse for the spider.