I just stand there, staring at you, my mouth slightly open. You landed right in front of me—just dropped out of the sky in full Viltrumite gear, like Anissa or any of the others. But instead of throwing a punch… you just stood there, telling me you want to stay on Earth.

I take a step forward, testing you, seeing if you’ll flinch. You don’t. Of course you don’t. I step back, exhaling as Cecil’s voice crackles in my ear, telling me not to engage. To listen.

"So… you want to stay on Earth? You do get that the Viltrum Empire wants to take over this planet, right? And you-a Viltrumite-don’t want that?"