He threatened her and she laughed.  Just a small one but a laugh nonetheless.  It had been so long since something had pulled that particular reaction from her that she quickly swallowed the sound.  There was no doubt he could reach her before or right as she made it to the gun.  He'd be able to rip her throat out too - if she made it easy for him which she wouldn't.  Nevertheless, Clara stopped moving but did not remove her eyes from him.  If he lunged, she wasn't going to be caught unaware this time.<br/><br/>The remains of her smile disappeared slowly as he began to speak.  Greater Nazi Reich?  ...Zeitmaschine?  "There is a secret facility here," she replied slowly.  "But I think you know that.  Just like I think you know that's why they want you dead.  You shouldn't be here."  There was no love lost between Clara and Dr. Nowark so she felt no qualms about telling Hanz those pieces of information.  It worried her, however, that he said he was trying to escape the Nazis.  Her eyes flicked to the gun once more.<br/><br/>Each deep breath sent his scent wafting through the air.  Clara's nose crinkled at the strange not-quite-human smell of him.  She very badly wanted to figure out what he was as there was no doubt in her mind he was like her.  Where had he come from?  Was there a second facility nearby where others were?  For once, Clara couldn't use her senses to figure out all the answers.  It was extremely frustrating.  Her fingers flexed and twitched, her upper lip curling up to show her teeth.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath to collect herself.  Without Reed there to provide sensory feedback, she'd had to learn how to calm herself down.  Sometimes, like now, it was hard.  "Hanz...there are no more Nazis.  They lost power at the end of World War Two."   Lifting her hands into the air with her palms toward him, she took a sideways step toward the gun.  "I'm going to pick that up now."  She kept her eyes on him as she stepped again then crouched to pick up the firearm.<br/><br/>"We need to go."  It was a snap decision based purely on the fact that she didn't want to be dragged inside again to be poked and prodded as Nowak's special science experiment.  "We need to go now."