Penny seemed dazed at the thought that Charlie could come up with a solution as easy as that. His place, five minutes away. She swallowed and looked down at Newt, at his angry little face, his chilly fingers clenched against his chest. She nodded her head.
"Yes, please, can we? He's going to get cold. I'm cold," she added, shifting Newt's weight but staying close to Charlie. She didn't want to admit that she was scared, even though she really was. Everything was dark and full of noise and people running around. But it felt safe with Charlie. "Let's go. You'll get a cold."