It hurts. The kid is small, the squeeze too desperate to do anything like damage. But it hurts. For an instant Mr. Universe is sure some sort of magic's being used against him, before realizing the pain isn't physical.

"S..." He stares down at the kid--at his son, both of them horrified and confused. What's happening to him?

"S-security!" This is what the body guards are here for, right? Keeping them apart?! Hr needs to get away, away from this.