Charlie regards you inquisitively as you catch his attention, taking a moment to pull one of his earbuds out so that he can acknowledge you properly. Music is still playing, and you can vaguely hear what he's listening to.

"Yeah, uh - what did you say?" he asks, a bit embarrassed that he hadn't noticed you sooner. Regardless, his mouth curves up in a small smile as he waits for an answer, while his chipped, black nails drum idly. He doesn't seem bored, but he's definitely a bit distracted.