Bruce Wayne nods, "I agree fully. Do me a favor though, over the next two weeks keep the clawing and biting to a minimum. He's not going to be able to heal instantaneously. Head on over to Power Development class, it'll start in," he glances at his watch then continues, "ten minutes." Once Austin and John leave the office, Bruce pulls out a crisp, white envelope from a desk drawer. It is addressed to Phoebe in a handwriting that is all too familiar to Bruce, so he carefully and masterfully opens it without ripping or damaging the paper. He pulls out the letter within and begins reading.

John grins at Austin, "See what happens when you let me do the talking? You didn't get punished at all, and Connor only got two days! The stuck up bitch got what she deserved, anyway."

Xavier motions Connor to come closer to him, and says, "Until your punishment is up, you'll have forgotten everything you know about hand-to-hand combat, engineering, and your armor." He places his hands on the top of Connor's head and closes his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he says, "There, I'm done. I let you retain your knowledge of chemistry, because it's not something [i]you[/i] use to fight. Kijani, how long am I restricting you for?"