Delete looked over to Col, his face showing obvious discontent, frustration and fatigue. Folks seemed to be comin out of the wood work today. "...Delete..." He replied in a low growl like tone, it was fairly obvious that he really didn't feel like being bothered with others. And what poor timing they had, if they were hostile then he'd surely be screwed since his body needed time to regain it's structure after the mass of transformation's Delete used. He just remained sharp, hopefully he could re-act quick enough if they tried anything funny.