Nathaniel didn't say anything. If he was gonna end this he'd have to man up and let the punch and the little rant slide. Still. They were fairly far from the building. And the runes from earlier might have warn off. And even if they hadn't it didn't matter. "Right." He said as he sighed and ran off even passing the teen who's name he hadn't even known. He sped up into the lounge and began removing any clothing, luggage or anything that shouldn't be there. He even proceeded to erase or paint over anything and everything. By the time he got back the cloaked teens stuff would be outside of the room on the main floor of the headquarters. It may have seemed childish, but considering the only reason he didn't really lose and the room was still a lounge he wasn't gonna let the guy have the room. It wasn't even like he wanted it either. Still now it was pretty much just as it had been before the teen "moved in". Nathaniel even cleaned up the glass. 

He sat on the couch and sighed hoping he didn't get any further criticisms or questions about the fight. He grabbed the tv remote and flipped it on. Of course he was still prepared in case the teen decided to try and once again fight over the room he'd just emptied out. He sighed and laughed a bit. He couldn't believe how quickly day 1 had turned. He hoped something would happen. Maybe he could talk to someone. Maybe something could happen and they'd have a mission. "I can't believe that guy. Argues with me when I tell him this is a team room and not a bed room... Sucker punches me. And then acts like he should be the angry one when I try to let bygones be bygones." He mumbled to himself. Maybe he could have handled it better, but still. He tried talking, then explaining, then threatening and things just snowballed. [i]Fuck...[/i]

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"I really don't like you." He said calmly before witnessing Arachnid leap off the bike. "Well... That was easier... Okay... Yeah... Tracer..." He said as he continued hopped up and turned landing perfectly on the bike. "Right... This bike needs to be destroyed." He said said as he rode about 8 more blocks and then turned into an alley. He left the bike and set it to self destruct. It wouldn't necessarily explode. It would more so implode. There wasn't anything on the bike which would lead to him or his identity. He left nothing behind. "That takes care of that." He said to himself before disappearing. Soon he would be at his current base of operations.