Charles was about to say something about how it was good that they would both protect each other, but something about her words made him shudder just a little. Men with dark hands for little boys. He closed his eyes, but continued to hug her. Why would she use those words? Did she know something? She was Cassandra and it was possible.
"I- I don't know-" Charles pulled away, but he did so gently. Then he rubbed his forehead tiredly.