Charlotte sat on the sofa, her shoulder's wrapped in the warm, fluffy towel, as the young woman sat for a few moments, taking in the details of the house around her. With a small sneeze, she blushed hotly as he nose began to bleed. Reaching into her pocket, she retrieved her slightly damp hanky from her pocket, wiping her nose and face clean from the mucus and blood that had formed on her chin and nose.

Sighing, she leaned back into the soft, shivering profusely. Looking at Gale, the young woman let out a cough. "Th..Thanks for letting me in.. I. I cannot go back, m..my brother.."