"Noooo," Nicholas drawled in an almost singing voice, facing the neighbor. "No no no, it's just -- there's been a misunderstanding," he insisted. His hands were raised in surrender, showing he had no weapons. No ill intent. No evil intent at all. He glanced at Mattie with a pleading look, but she already looked dead set on killing him herself. "I...I'll fix it," he nodded emphatically at the neighbor, stepping over the broken door's threshold.