[M just sidesteps and throws the ball at the house. It catches fire faster than it probably should but, well. Trivia.]

Plans? Was that what you were about to say, when you're trying to ruin mine? Well, if I'm not allowed to take Shea to Gaea, I think it's only fair that you not be allowed to take him to your nasty little camp.

[Still smiling that creepy smile, M vanishes. Gotta love good old Arcus light illusions]