Charles willed his heart to stop pounding, as he took a deep and calming breath. "Yes," he whispered quickly. "Yes, I know, but- Oh god, I could feel him. I could feel his hands on me-" Charles' breath caught in his throat and he was fairly sure now that he was going to vomit. Even as he tried to quell the sickness in his belly, his face changed from white to lurid green.
"Shit-" he managed to bite out before he bent over, trying to get as far from her as possible. And then his stomach voided itself all over the floor.