That was enough of an answer to make Charlie nod, checking the gun and the ammunition; it was a clever thing, with semi-automatic rounds of tranq shots.
Okay. Charlie would have preferred to take someone else along, but it seemed like the only other option was to let Cordelia run off on her own. Which she wasn't about to do.
Charlie tucked the gun into the waistband of her jeans and nodded to the Seer that she was ready to go.