Julius had been listening but not speaking, idly looking outside to the distance as Donn departed. He then turned, catching a look from Moya as she shot her his own with a tough smile. "Tell Bold I said hi." Without asking, he relieved her of her duties and quite clearly wanted the room alone with Supra-Man.
Folding his arms, the Secretary of Defence gazed at this unknown oddity. He presented quite the challenge but simultaneously quite the opportunity. Nemo would not be the last metahuman Julius dealt with of this calibre and he had not been the first, but perhaps, he would be the most incomprehensible. “So this is all just a pet project huh?” Julius spoke, rhetorically. He did not move from his position on the wall, one eye surveying the gargantuan room. “I respect that.” In truth he did, Julius had done exactly the same when founding the Equalizers. He had taken street vigilantes and turned them into professional government agents on retainer, given them training and most importantly accountability – to who? To him.
“When I founded the Equalizers it was a mantle. Not a team. A name which signifies that one individual seeks to protect this world, a responsibility that passes from one person to another. Some may be an Equalizer for a single day, others a lifetime - It's not my choice to decide."
Jones continued. "But it is my job to keep this country and by extension, planet safe from harm." It was sometimes hard, but made easier with people like the Black Bat and once upon a time, Klaus on his side. "And I'm sure we share a common cause."
At least he presumed, a pet project to safeguard the world from careless vigilantism even if done out of morbid curiosity was still useful even if there was no altruistic intent. “Consider the Equalizers and by extension the US Government a sponsor of your little project, Supra-Man.” A smirk adorned his jaded features. “In a sense you’re my side project.”
He pushed off the wall, walking up towards Nemo. “I don’t believe unchecked vigilantism isas big a threat as made out, but it’s a threat nonetheless.” He squint. “This me keeping you in check, son.” Extending a palm, he looked into the heroes eyes. “Every hero at any moment is ‘one of those heroes’ you speak so fondly about. You can’t plan for everything, kid.”
He turned around, regardless of if Supra-Man took the handshake and began to leave.
“But I can.”
A thumb touched his chest as the Secretary of Defence winked and made his departure.