Ethan does not budge, nor flinches when the big red hand comes flying at his face. He seemed unusually calm under pressure. Ollie on the other hand jumped and trumpted angrily at the fat mon.

I'd be interested in helping you sir, but I'm afraid we on a time schedule. We must be somewhere by noon, do you believe we can retrieve this artillery of yours with enough time to spare? Ethan motions casually at Ollie to calm and scans the Hariyama while he converses with the large man.