Brian barely heard Joe's plea words of warning. As the other doctor moved further away with Zap, the workshop grew dark again, and rather quiet. Dead quiet. The taller, blond man turned himself to face Mars fully, and he crossed his arms, force fields up but not extended. He knew Ronan wasn't dumb, but he wasn't either. He didn't suppose the other man needed medical attention... He wasn't favoring any limbs, and he knew they all healed more quickly than normal people would. So he didn't ask. He didn't really care.
"You're going to have to answer for this, you know." Joe had called Hank and the Professor. Brian had some idea of who was going to end up where. "I hope you had a good reason..." Cursing your beloved... hm. He doubted Ronan had something grand enough worked out to cover that charge of error. Out of sheer annoyance, Brian pushed out a field that knocked into Mars and sent him stumbling back a few feet. Yeah, that felt better.