She's gone, Tim. [Charlotte swallows the lump in her throat that had built up out of that very real fear. She was the last person to know what the hell to do in this situation, but she was also, unfortunately, better situated than Tim had been.
She looks around at the mess of the place and into the hall, listening for the authorities to show up.]
I don't know where she went, but it's not here. And--[Dear Gaia, she wants so much to tell him to get rid of that stupid gun before he actually kills somebody, but Charlotte leaves it. It's not the time. Never is probably the time, and she'll talk to Jon later.
She sighs, rubbing her forehead. Tim's practically vibrating out of his skin.] The guards are on their way. Let's get you a drink and get them a statement.
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She looks around at the mess of the place and into the hall, listening for the authorities to show up.]
I don't know where she went, but it's not here. And--[Dear Gaia, she wants so much to tell him to get rid of that stupid gun before he actually kills somebody, but Charlotte leaves it. It's not the time. Never is probably the time, and she'll talk to Jon later.
She sighs, rubbing her forehead. Tim's practically vibrating out of his skin.] The guards are on their way. Let's get you a drink and get them a statement.