Snippet #2083995

"Hmm...." Zachary pondered the thought in his mind. Maybe he had been a bit too bias? He never asked what S.H.I.E.L.D did to people after they retired, did they kill them? In any case, he couldn't help but take this man's story as truth for the time being, as it was his way of not being bias. "I'm sorry," he said in a neutral tone, completely ridding himself of the previous shakiness he had put on earlier. His face reflected this.

"Well, it seems more like a personal issue than anything. If those S.H.I.E.L.D agents struck first, then I guess you aren't at fault, are you? For that, I am sorry for being such a pain," he apologized in a bow, disregarding the gun's existence completely. He looked to the cat-Vixen. "I'm sorry you had to see me like that, Miss. I tend to take such matters seriously and I may have gotten a bit out of hand...." he sighed, picking himself up and standing to the side. "...Guess playing the hero is something I should do less. I'll let you guys go then," he said.

Remembering Lady Deadpool, he turned to her. "There isn't a reason to fight anymore. It was a mistake on my behalf,"