Well that got a raised eyebrow out of Chas. "What do you mean, you'll get me out of the way?" If things got bad, Chas planned on being right in the thick of it. It was her job, her duty, after all. If not necessarily for the Dark Lord... then definitely for Barty. "If thinks get bad, I expect I'll be a part of them," she added after a moment, crossing her arms over her chest.