Oh, that was a little unexpected. Charlotte watched with wide eyes as the fugitive very, very reluctantly surrendered his gun to Lady Rose. So much for a wild chase. Not that anybody needed one anyway. Releasing a large sigh of relief, Charlotte held her gun back up and pointed it at the now unarmed Rat O'Hennessey. Lady Rose called back to her and mentioned something about getting one of her deputies to take care of the criminal.

Charlotte nodded and began to descend from the porch and approach the murderous man. But he still seemed to be seething with rage as he spat out insults and threats; they were scary, but Charlotte had heard worse in her days. The haze in Charlotte's eyes was now only barely beginning to clear, but she was in no way comfortable with handling this dangerous man herself. Luckily, the shooting had already attracted a decent amount of attention from around the town and one of her deputies should show up shortly.

"Oh, you're ceratainly not a hostage, per se..." Charlotte said, her gun unwaveringly aimed at his head. "You're more of a prisoner with a bounty on his head. And unfortunately I don't have my handcuffs on me in this dress, so if you'll be so kind as to hold those hands above your head and—oh!"

She stopped as one of her deputies came jogging over, clad in his uniform.

"Impeccable timing, Andrews. If you don't mind, I don't happen to have any cuffs on me..." The deputy understood, pulled a pair from his belt and clasped them over Rat's wrists.

Brandishing her badge that she was carrying, she announced, "Rat O'Hennessey, as sheriff of this town, I am placing you under arrest per mandate by the United States government."