* nolan stood still, his arms loosely crossed, taking in cecil’s words with a calm, unreadable expression. * i'm here to help. * he said simply, his voice even, steady, without giving too much away. * your monster problem... that's the kind of thing i'm built for. * he glanced around briefly, like he was still getting used to the weight of earth’s gravity, or maybe just the feel of the place itself. * i’m not your enemy, * he added after a pause, tone firm but not aggressive. * but i will not be disrespected. * his gaze settled back on cecil, unwavering. *