Nathan had released his partners earlier, figuring they would want some time to get some fresh air. His Charmeleon was getting quite aggressive, though, and Icarus was starting to follow the larger lizard's lead. It immediately started to strut about territorially, glaring at any living being -GAO or otherwise- that came close. "Alright, you little bastard," Nathan called out. "I'm in charge of you, alright? You're not the boss here, and you're going to start listening to your commanding officer." The flaming reptile gave the response the pilot was expecting; an angry roar. I joined the Air Force so I wouldn't have to do this shit. . . This prompted Nathan to put his "plan" for instilling discipline into action. The soldier tackled the Charmeleon and tried to pin it to the ground, giving his best intimidating growl. Charmeleon responded by trying to throw the man off of himself, and he partially succeeded; the GAO's body packed a lot more power per cubic foot than a human's. Soon enough, the two were locked in a wrestling match, leaving the Bagon momentarily unattended.