Sitting on the couch next to Eliza, Michelle couldn't help but tremble just a little at the sudden menacing presence that Michael was exuding.  Her hand slipped along to find Eliza's hand, giving a soft squeeze in her search for reassurance.  She let Michael explain everything, doubting that her knowledge so far would be as sufficient to give all the details as much as Michael already seemed to know, and she badly wanted to understand all the goings-on.  They needed some sort of a course of action, but once they had one, Michelle was going to act quickly and decisively.