The sound of cheerful steps on the smooth floor announced the arrival of Siren, as the girl leaned over the hefty villain and lulled him to sleep. As the lullaby worked its magic, it seemed to signify the end of their battle as the last threat had now been voided. Supernova, then turning to face Siren and Shadow Angel, was clearly very proud of his work—as displayed by the satisfied grin on his face. He was so pleased that he'd gotten to show off on his first day of work, that he hadn't so much as raised an eyebrow when Siren swooped in to finish his job. Of course, it was unfortunate if any civilians had gotten hurt during the robbery, but he also felt that they'd handled the situation in an extraordinarily clean manner. In fact, he was so confident that he wouldn't be surprised if there hadn't been any civilians injured at all after their arrival, but perhaps such presumptions were just him being cocky. In any case, he was glad they had been able to resolve the problem. The coordination shown between the three had been impeccable, not to mention the faith that both Siren and Shadow Angel had shown in sending him to fight the remaining villains single-handedly. It had spoken volumes about trust and perhaps spoke, even more, to better, future teamwork.<br/><br/>Supernova practically beamed at the praise from Shadow Angel, though as simply it was. "<span style="color: #FF4040">All in a day's work,</span>" he blew it off casually, in a show of nonchalance interlacing his fingers and stretching his arms forward in front of him. It was as if he were trying to seem more modest than he actually was, though in reality he basked in the praise—something a shameless smirk testified to. While they were speaking, Shadow Angel worked to secure the broken door and to restrain the unconscious villains. As the hero then towed the men towards the exit, Supernova followed.<br/><br/>After handing the men over to the police and giving them the rundown, the trio was on their way. But before they could get far, someone from behind raised their voice in thanks, and loud applause was quick to follow. Supernova, more than willing to receive the cheers, swiveled on his feet to walk backward, waving at the crowd and offering a bright, cheeky smile. "<span style="color: #FF4040">No problem!</span>" he called back to the cheering fans, waving for just a moment more before swinging to face forward.<br/><br/>As the voices faded and the three eased into a quiet street, Siren was the first to speak up. She admitted how she'd felt of the adventure, and Nico was quick to offer his own excitement, "<span style="color: #FF4040">-and exhilarating!</span>" he added with a clenched fist. The atmosphere was almost blissful as they walked together, the two sidekicks being elated and excited to have been able to show their talents and do the public good; or at least, that was how he felt. But the mood wasn't long to last, as it dropped back to zero at the next words of the leading hero.<br/><br/>It was as if with a simple statement, she had shocked him back to reality, reawakening the previous discomfort and unleashing a fatal bomb on the blissful adrenaline of their heroic actions. In an instant, he remembered their one-sided feud. At Shadow Angel's words, his gaze instinctively shifted to meet Siren's, but the contact was only held for a moment before he turned away. He had nothing to say to her now; nothing to offer. At this point, he couldn't fault her for anything. How could he, when she'd acted with such heroism? Perhaps his conceptions of her weren't as solid as he'd thought, and perhaps she wasn't such a bad person. Nonetheless, he couldn't shake the feeling, neither was he yet fully convinced.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #FF4040">Got it,</span>" he replied to the hero's last words absently, lifting his head to gaze straight ahead. Her words had nearly flown over his head, but fortunately amidst the distraction of his mind he'd been tuned in to her voice enough to comprehend her words. With a sharp and blazing gaze, he would appear to anyone as determined and focus, and he was—but there were still those thoughts nagging in the back of his mind, causing confusion and disrupt. It was unsettling to say the least, but he would do his best to focus on the matter at hand. He was relieved when the agency building came into sight, so much so that a soft sigh escaped his lips without permission. He had given a description of his quirk enough times to not have to worry so much about what he would say, so despite his lack of inward focus, he was prepared for the mini-interview that was soon to come.