Witch's Marsh We watched, the stars fell, and oh you know we let them

Charles certainly didn't feel like it was his lucky day. Well, he had when he first saw Fennec, surprised to find a friendly face around here. But then she stopped suddenly, and now she was being cold on him and he didn't know why. It made Charles feel dumb that he had no clue what was going on here, and he hated feeling dumb.

And of course, there was only one way to deal with that. The fuck is wrong with you? Blaming someone else. Someone beat the sassy out of you? He tried to be a little bit funny about it in a attempt to keep the mood light — which was precisely what he liked so much about Fennec to start with — but he had a feeling that whatever the answers to his questions were, they weren't going to be very light-mooded.