Moonspear what would it feel like if you tore me apart

When Osiris approached, Charles quickly leaped up in the air. He wasn't really sure what he'd been doing in the first place, and he wasn't too sure that he wanted Osiris to know. He sniffed the air, his own scent and Osiris' mixed which somehow was a pleasant sort of sensation. Osiris' face gave away very little as he called out Charles' name, but somehow him saying his name was.. nice? It kinda made Charles want to ask him to do it again, but even he recognised that would be a kinda weird thing to ask.

Oh, hi, Charles said, his voice high-pitched and creaky, overly-casual-pretending, as if he had indeed been caught doing something he shouldn't. Uh.. Are you gonna give me a tour of your rock? It was more a diversion than anything else (though something in his head screamed please see through it!).