Quinn glanced to Jake, checking his reaction.  He seemed level-headed and the right guy to trust in this kind of situation.  The light was fading fast and Quinn wanted to be indoors as soon as possible.  Quinn felt a bead of sweat make it's way down his cheek from under his makeshift bandages.
No doubt Charlotte would appreciate somewhere to get off that busted leg.
He squinted at the girl for a second, still trying to pick that face and where he'd seen it before.  It made him anxious, not knowing.  After a moment that seemed like an hour, Quinn turned around.
"Come on, let's get you inside," he said to Charlotte as he extended an arm to her, "Gotta take a look at that wound."