It was more than just a slip and while, not all that long ago she would have called Nate her boyfriend without a thought -- even in front of someone else she was sleeping with -- not all that long ago he'd also been a free man. Now she tries not to consider what they are, not because she feels particularly guilty about sleeping with Elena's husband, but because considering what she and Nate are to each other always leads to troubling thoughts.

And Chloe very much prefers to lead life untroubled.

She's in the midst of throwing Coop a dirty look when the gun appears and Chloe's look of irritation turns to one of exasperation. The knife is pressing too hard to Nate's throat for her to do anything like rush the guy and she's an excellent shot, but he's too close to Nate for her to want to take the risk just yet.

"Trust me, darling, if he hasn't died yet, you're not going to be the one to do him in," she answers, her voice dry and steady despite the way her heart is beating quickly. She's not wrong, Nate has been in worse situations than this, but that doesn't mean she feels good about what she knows they're going to have to do.

People are probably going to die here tonight. Chloe's job is to make sure it's not anyone she cares about who goes down. She nods at Coop slightly, trying to indicate that she wants him to go around the group. They know he's here right now, but she can be a distraction when she wants to and she steps forward, still holding her gun.

"Besides, if you just kill him outright, doesn't that mess up the ritual?" she asks.