"In my universe, a new species evolved to infect humans. It spread, quickly, and now there are no normal people left. It turned everyone into hungries. Frigging abortions," she emphasizes, lest Andrew fail to grasp the seriousness of the situation. "I have it, too, and I can carry it inside me without turning into a monster, but no one else in Manhattan would be so lucky. It can't get out, and if ROMAC tries to muck about with it, it will."

That should give him something to chew on. And Aziraphale should be back at any moment. If he just...

... Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Melanie closes her eyes, and sends him a prayer: Hurry back. ROMAC is here.