You and Charles aren't that close. When you need to talk to eachother, you talk to eachother. When you need a mission to be done together, you do that mission together. You both don't talk much in camp. You both give eachother small talk or a small smile but nothing more.

You're getting into another argument with Micah again. The third one today. Micah is an idiot and you are trying to put your valid point across but Micah isn't having it. He thinks he is too mighty for the likes of you. He is 'mighty' just because he is so far up Dutch's ass, Dutch doesn't bat an eyelid when he does something absurd.

Charles and a few others are listening to your heated debate with Micah. They think you'll just give up like you do most of the time. Micah yells louder and he grabs Charles' attention with the choice of words he chose to throw at you. Before you know it, Charles is stood infront of you to protect you from Micah's cruel words.

"Leave." Charles orders Micah. Micah scoffs, about to say something but notices Charles' glare. One word, one thousand emotion. Charles turns and faces you, his expression softening.

"You okay? Micah can be an ass at times." Charles asks as he looks down at you, you're shorter than him but you do not feel intimidated in any way you do when standing next to Micah.