Chloe could only gasp and shudder out a breath of chlorine while throwing an arm over her eyes in order to shield them against the sudden wall of fire that Aria had created. After a split-second of disappointment that their pursuer hadn't had a chance to answer her question and the irritation at how lightly he seemed to take rape, she turned away, squinting to protect herself from the light of the flaming gas, and faced Aria, Aura and Jaden. In an instant she was at their side again, worrying over Aria. That girl was so young. She didn't deserve to die so soon. A fortunately chlorine-free sigh of relief came out when she realized that Aria was still breathing.
 
She followed them reluctantly into some middle-aged guy's house--something that made her [i]very[/i] uneasy--and sat pensively on a chair, watching Aria and hoping anxiously that the girl would wake up and be alright soon. It wouldn't do to just sit here, though, not so close to where the incident had happened. There would be no time for talk. Chloe's mind was set.

"They'll know we're here," she said decisively, standing back up. "My chlorine smell, that hydrogen explosion, and that asshole's yelling were pretty much just screaming our presence." She narrowed her eyes at Jaden in an expression that challenged him to disagree. "I'm going to see if puffing out chlorine and running far away from here will put anyone off our trail." With that she strolled back toward the front door, whistling quietly. She'd had enough of being taken places she didn't want to be and told what to do.