Charlie frowned as she watched the chaos erupting all around her.
"Your employers?" she asked suspiciously, "Who might they be? I refuse to help anyone I'm not familiar with or who may have alternate motives to my own. All I'm after is to prove my, and Lazarus' innocence, and to ensure the safety and whereabouts of the clones. Especially Birkin. I promised..."
She took a deep breath before reaching into her backpack and pulling out a small creature. It was rust-red in color and blob like in shape. Several tentacles waved about curiously as a pair of large orange eyes darted about in various directions. The blob let out a soft cooing and gurgling sound making it clear that, despite its grotesque appearance, it was of no danger to anyone.
"I promised him I would keep this little one safe." Charlie continued, "He somehow ended up with me when the incident happened last month. I call him "Junior". Please, don't let anything happen to him."