"You're the one who threw a fit when I bumped your arm. No one but you started all this. Just be glad I'm letting you go today. Turns out I'm in a better room than I thought."

Not really. The words were all but hissed as Steve ground his teeth, fighting the desire to really destroy something. He turned away, promising himself a nice long walk in the woods. Where he could break things, rip them apart, and not do anything to innocent assholes no matter how much they might deserve it.

"Keep out of my way unless you want me to finish what got started."