She covers her chest and Nova makes a point of looking her right in the eyes, arms crossed over his own chest in a mirror. He stands solidly, bringing his full height and broadness to bear. It's unlikely to intimidate her if she's already breaking out the third degree, but it makes him feel more steady.

"Nova," he says. "And I didn't bring you here. You're in a new place, a new dimension, called Darrow."