Hideaway Strath we don't know when to quit no no

Charles was surprised and caught off-guard a little when Whrist suddenly touched him. He shouldn't be, perhaps; she was like that. He knew they were just very different on the touch spectrum. Charles managed not to startle too hard, but his muscles stiffened at the touch nonetheless, despite the clear positive intent. He wasn't sure he'd ever get used to being touched by anyone, in any way, without feeling as though there might be something bad about to happen to him; that he would get hurt by them.

His words seemed to draw all of her giggly bubbly positivity out of the room, though. Can't what? Charles asked her, not instantly realising that she was saying 'no' to his rhetorical question. He clearly wasn't getting whatever was up here, and he stared at Whrist in apparent confusion.

After a moment she said please which only confused the coywolf further. Charles frowned, feeling totally uncomfortable (he wasn't very good at talking about feelings) and decided to just keep sort of sitting there next to Whrist, tense, and waiting for the moment to pass. He didn't really want to be in any sort of emotional situation, really. He just wanted to have fun. And he wanted — needed — Whrist to come with him to the Archangels. Saying that seemed to be what got him into this situation though, and so, even though he needed her to say that she would, Charles shut up about it for now, hoping that would make this moment of uncomfortable emotion just pass and glide away like the clouds in the sky.