Mr. Universe backs away the instant the guards have Steven off of him, eager to put distance between them. That Tiger kid went wild, you've seen how he gets, jeez what a brat.

In spite of his dismissal and disgust, however, he can't look away from the child sobbing and fighting against the security. The little guy's in an absolute fit. It shouldn't bother him. It's not his problem, not anymore. That was the point of this conversation.

He crosses his arm over himself, unsure if he needs to protect himself or keep himself from flying apart. He's got other things to worry about.

Mr. Universe turns his back and leaves.