Charlie was walking back into the Hyperion after a day at the library. She recognized Cordelia heading out, and normally wouldn't have interrupted the woman when she looked just that determined. But it was a different case altogether when she was going out, armed, and alone.
Charlie furrowed her brow and stepped in front of Cordelia, hands up, and pointed at the sword, tossed a glance and a thumb towards the door, and looked inquiringly at the brunette.