King nodded a little, but otherwise looked nonplussed. "Well, I'm sure they must have been incredibly persuasive. Too bad for her." He took his cane in both hands and leaned back in his seat, the metal laid across his lap. Strangely enough when the sunlight caught it at just the right angle it looked like a sword. "They must not be very receptive to reason. Either that, or you must not be very convincing." He glanced at the nurse's station and felt his patience begin to wane. If the woman tried to interfere now he had no idea what might have happened. All he could hope for was that the other's curiosity would last long enough for him to decide what he had to do.<br/><br/>His gaze shifted back to Charlotte, and he adjusted where he sat, shifting slightly to one side. His hair, which had been a bleached blonde color, seemed richer as it moved in the sunlight, deeper in color and closer to gold than blonde. "Tell me more about them, Charlotte. About Andrew and Agnes. And tell them if they try to stop you I will silence them long enough to hear what I have to."