Charlie looks up at you with a flustered sort of smile as he manages to regain control of himself, a hint of pain on his features that he does his best to hide. Binary code flits around his shoulder like buzzing flies, but he ignores it, cheeks red as if embarrassed.

"Ignore that - have we met? I can't remember," he asks, putting on an excited voice as he ignores his body's glitching. "Happens a lot these days. Memory's not like it used to be!"

He grins, as if telling a joke.