Allen gently patted Penelope's arm. "Don't worry, Penelope. I know exactly how powerful a Muggle nuclear bomb is... And I don't need to repeat how afraid of dying I am, do I?"
"When you said you'd deal with the contamination, you meant targeting the nuclear bomb?" The female Auror's knowledge of that weapon, rare as it was, made her look very tense. "Then I'll make a trip to Washington and find out the exact time?"
"It's fine. No need to go to the trouble. I just have to watch a little longer." Allen pointed at his own eyes. His pupils shrank instantly, revealing a large expanse of white. "After all, besides the time, I still have to see where it lands..."
"Allen, that's a nuclear bomb... You say you know what it is, but what exactly are you planning to do to it?" Penelope urgently stepped several paces closer to Allen.
Allen pressed his palm onto Penelope's shoulder, the warmth of his hand passing through her clothes to her skin. He asked calmly, "You know that in Luna's current state, she can't use a Time-Turner anymore, right?"
"I knew that when she cooked lamb soup." Penelope's expression turned serious too when he brought up Luna. "How much did she do in this?"
"When all was said and done, I believed someone had to bear the main responsibility for everything that happened in Raccoon City. But that person shouldn't be me, shouldn't be Luna, and shouldn't even be Tom, who did all of this." Allen narrowed his eyes, his tone turning somewhat unrestrained. "Then it could only be the Grim Reaper, who put pressure on us. It was his coercion that forced us to do certain things."
Hearing Allen's words, Penelope thought of the Gate Allen had used shortly before she