Minny grumbled a bit under her breath just to make it crystal clear how she wasn't in favor of this but she made no move to stop King from approaching the doll baby.  Just to be safe, however, she did grab a syringe, prepared a dose of a fast-acting sedative, and set it on the corner of the desk where it would be ready to grab quickly should anything happen.<br/><br/>Charlotte's body didn't move as King approached and pulled a chair close to sit next to her.  Her eyes slid to the left for a split second to observe the large man before moving back to the courtroom drama on the screen.  Those thin fingers stopped their tapping as her hand moved back to her lap.  She gave no indication that she'd understood what he was saying or even that she had heard him.  However, she had already sized up his sheer size and his cane and determined that it would be difficult to use as a weapon before someone stopped her.<br/><br/>It was the feeling of<i>something</i>pulling at her mind that made her perk up and pay attention.  The haloperidol they kept her on to muffle the voices always made her feel drowsy and almost as if she was underwater where everything was muffled.  It never fully quieted the voices but rather made it feel like she had cotton in her ears; it required far more concentration to listen to what they told her.  As the fog in her mind lifted with whatever it was he was doing, her whole demeanor changed.  She sat up straighter, the dazed look in her eyes disappeared, and one side of her mouth twisted into a smirk.  At the same time, the voices in her head rose in volume, trying to push back against the invading tendrils in her mind.  What they were saying wasn't clear but it was quite obvious that they didn't appreciate the mental invasion.<br/><br/>She extended her hand.  "Charlotte."  It wasn't much but it was more than she'd said to anyone lately that made any sort of sense.<br/><br/>From behind the desk, the two nurses gaped at the little scene playing out in front of them.  Minny reached out and put her hand on top of the syringe.  Charlotte only played nice when she was trying to lull someone into a false sense of security.  It was how she managed to get her hands on things she could use as weapons.  Unattended pens and pencils were particular favorites.  However, this was the first time she'd ever offered her hand in greeting.