The two of you stood in front of one another, your hand loosely in his as the two of you gently danced to the music playing on Dutch's record player.

His free hand was loose at your side, his eyes closed as he focused on the dancing rather than whom was looking at the two of you.

Charles was calm— he was always calm but he seemed more relaxed rather then worrying about who'd be the one to kill him in his sleep

But who cared, you and Charles were dancing together for the first time in forever.