Peter stood expressionless at Matthew's comment. It was basically his way of shrugging and not caring, however, it wasn't quite as expressive. It was an esoteric notion - or lack of notion - that could be interpreted in a number of ways according to how his given associate's mind processed. Apathetic? Ignoring? Silent agreement? Though Peter personally detached himself from such conversations, about how he and Vespera were good "cock blocks". A vulgar phrase, but he didn't care so much. He found it strange how Matthew Evans, as he introduced himself completely, had a peculiar duality. Now he was here making proper introductions! Not at all like the introduction he gave to Christopher Clarke: shoving him off of the seat. But there was still the prior suspicion that he perhaps didn't want to contest with Peter, or "tango" as kids said it nowadays. Christopher appeared a lot less intimidating.

But these weren't thoughts Peter had much time to think on.

After nodding to Matthew Evans' in return to his bidding goodbye, but before he could even sit down or completely finish farewells, Amanda Blackmore had gone and flipped the table. Literally. She outright heaved the kitchen table from underneath and flipped it on its top, before it fell and clashed against the floor in an alarming clatter. He simply looked over at Amanda Blackmore, who had subsequently listed her demands: that he and Vespera "got lost" - which wasn't an option as far as Peter was concerned - because of... she was done, with whatever it was that they did. Vespera? Understandable. Sort of. She was grating, but so was Amanda Blackmore. The latter had overreacted. It had to be hormones, what else could it be? There was no reason for that to have happened. It was illogical. And for what purpose? Was Amanda Blackmore and Matthew Evans... oh. Right. Of course. Talk about hormones, for sure. It was still illogical though, and Peter was pretty swift on the uptake in responding to the crazed teenager's demands.

"I don't understand. Does your labia entitle you to the destruction of academy property?"

In a school full of damaged kids who God only knows what they went through, charged up with hormones and super powers, security was inevitably going to be tight. And with anything being a possible trigger for either a stress response to occur, or a group polarization effect in which Amanda Blackmore's actions could influence similar rowdy behavior in other students, she was - without a doubt - going to be reprimanded, receive some sort of punishment. Blackmore? He read the files and information he was to be aware of if he was to work here. A highly respected instructor here was a Blackmore. Surely, not a common name. Neither were the odds of there being two different Blackmores, both with superhuman powers. The odds were more likely that a Blackmore that had connections to the academy, who happened to have kin, managed to bring them here. Powers were also inherited, yes? Then that had to have been the most likely reason.

Peter continued. "I can only imagine how embarrassed the father must bee[i]-e...[/i]"