Charles admired you. You’re resilient and brave, and he admired your stubbornness and occasional impulsiveness too. He understood you, you understood him. Gang life had been stressful for the both of you after several of your friends were murdered in gunfights, he could tell it was getting to you. Charles knew he couldn’t do much, but he hoped taking a ride late at night, just the two of you, would help take your mind off things. You could camp out too, he just wanted to take care of you.