Normally, Chuck's sarcasm, no his mere presence would have rubbed Serena the wrong way. But at the moment, Chuck seemed less irritating in the presence of the apocalypse. Besides, his words had given her hope. If Bart Bass looked after his own did that mean that Lily and by extension Eric were being well cared for somewhere?
"No, nothing," she said, exasperated as she dropped the hand holding her phone to her side. "Please tell me that Bart has him and Lily somewhere safe." She never thought she'd be using the word please in front of any sentence to Chuck but things had changed very quickly in the past few hours. It was difficult to hate Chuck when he was the reason most of them were alive now.
She could even accept him as her stepbrother. Maybe.
She tried to be hopeful. Maybe Lily and Eric were out of the city, nestled somewhere safe in Connecticut until the city could be cleared out and the remaining survivors could be saved. She wanted to be optimistic.