Shaw counted that they had walked about ten paces before Charlotte started to dawdle again despite the cool air that was chilly enough to force their warm breath to appear like smoke from dragons. She saw a bench was up ahead and smiled to herself. She could tell that Charlotte would unlikely know what was about to happen. Nor would she seem to like it but suddenly Shaw sat down upon the bench without talking to Charlotte. Allowing her to almost pass her before reaching up sharply and grabbing her nearest arm. She yanked her down in front of her but close so that Charlotte's face was only a inch away from her own.<br/><br/>"What had I said Charlotte?"<br/><br/>Her tone was stern and thick with command as she watched the girls reaction to her change of voice.