Aaron had to close his eyes and count to ten when the others decided to make their appearances. The constant bickering and the desire to prove ones self was more than Aaron could handle at times, especially when he was under as much stress as he was currently. Diagon Alley was on fire, Nemo Omara was captive in the house, and now Khaat Lupin had been brought to him and everyone was foaming at the bit to get a chance at anything.
Aaron finally appeared among them, cancelling out his invisibility charm, and pulling his hood tightly over his head. "Enough,"He said coldly and looked around the room. He wondered what it looked like, sometimes, from an outside perspective. Any other man would have stood in the middle of the group he was in and trembled with fear, and he stood tall with an air of authority about him. "The last time I checked there was only one person in this room named Ne'os. Now, unless your name is Ne'os, step back and watch. If I wanted you to do anything, I would have asked kindly."
When Mystique used the spell on Khaat, Aaron's wand appeared in an instant. He did not have enough time to deflect her spell, but that was not what he was aiming for. He pointed his wand at Mystique and he held it there firmly. "Ne'os, make sure the Chief Warlock does not bleed out because of the careless actions of the sweet little ginger who owns a store in Diagon."
The anger was apparent in his voice, he did not like it when things did not go his way, especially things so simple. "How long have you been here in this room with us miss McKay? A minute, maybe? So you have been here for a minute, tops, and your first action is to burst in and try and cut the neck of one of the most prominent members of wizarding society without so much as checking to see if we retrieved any bit of information from her. My first instinct was to kill you and let the elves sort out whats left of your body."
He lowered his wand and he looked to Morrigan. "But, as it stands, a better idea has popped into my head. Morrigan... I am sure you can think of a proper punishment for the store owner, no?" He grinned and he flicked his wand casually "Expelliarmus." He pocketed his wand, but not before giving Mystique one last angry look.
He walked over to Ne'os, who had he told to try and fix the wound that the careless woman had made. "Now, Ne'os, get to work. Find out anything and everything and stop asking me questions. My patience has been tried for the last time tonight. I trust you can figure out a way, no?"