Hatred and jealousy gradually consumed him by the second now, deep down he was feeling stupid for it, but it was certainly something he wasnât able to control. His now darkened eyes were set on Persephone and that guy, intimately talking to each other, his mind registering every smirk, little laugh and all the body language between those two. They werenât just âfriendsâ, at least it didnât look like it to a mind full of jealousy already, which would trigger something in Nolan, an unstoppable feeling similar to the itching one. His body hardened a little when his wife finally spotted him, something that seemed as an excuse to end that moment and head to him. It took him longer than supposed to come up with something without going too hard on her, needless to say the effort was worthless. âDid I just witness something I shouldnât?â He was sounding as intimidating as a jealous possessive man would, clenching his jaws after as a way to control the anger still growing inside him.