[Havoc]

Charger offered her a faint smile as he looked at her.
'I guess it's you then I have been hearing so much about...'
He examined her, both her hands and feet were still covered, and the muzzle on her face was there for obvious reasons. He remembered the things people were shouting when all hell broke loose. This girl was a killer, even though she didn't look like it at first glance.
He reached his paws out for her face.
'Let me just take this off...' he said, a little carefull as he took off the strap holding it and threw the muzzle on the ground. As he did, he quickely withdrew his arms from her. He didn't exactly know why, he guessed he didn't know what to expect just yet and didn't want to take any chances.
'We need to get out of here,' Charger then started, and leaned on the table a bit. 'But if I untie you... you have to promise not to attack anyone.'
He paused for a moment.
'Not me... not anyone in the hallways... and, even though I understand thats hard, not that jackass over there.'
He gestured his head to Jack, who was still laying out cold in a corner.
'If you do, we'll never get out of here alive...' he then explained. 'You won't make it without me. So can you promise me this?'