It took Charlie a moment to realize that Marco was talking to her. She had even looked around to see if there was anyone else he could be referring to.
"Me?" Pointing to herself was a bit redundant, but Charlie simply shrugged. "Sort of? I guess. I don't know." Those all seemed relevant when it came to answers. She was surviving, at least she thought. Charlie just wasn't sure about anything right then and there.
Turning her attention to Marco, Charlie made a face. He looked a bit like John. There had been a few people she thought were familiar, but were strangers just the same. "Are you from here?"