Will: You call this place a Sanctuary - for whom?
Helen: Or "what".
Will (chuckles ruefully): Ah, you know what? This was a really bad idea. I'm very sorry to have wasted your time, and I'm even sorrier that you wasted mine. (turns and starts to leave)
Helen: Your instincts told you that the boy was anything but normal - otherwise, you wouldn't be here. Inside these walls are beings that make his qualities pale by comparison. "Sanctuary for All" is not an empty motto.