Charlie grinned and shrugged. "We have our own brand of traditionalism if you hadn't figured that out just yet." He relaxed as he talked with Callum, the time stretching on after the mess that night made Charlie more able to push aside his anger and laugh instead.
"I suppose that'd be for the best." Charlie agreed. He gave Callum a doubtful glance when he asked who would have told their family, there really was only one answer to that question, no one else in the camp would have cared enough to tell the family - well perhaps Goldstein, but he seriously doubted the boy had that much of a death wish. "Yeah, I'll talk to him." Charlie agreed, though he arched an eyebrow when Callum suggested not correcting Louis about marriages. "You do realize any pranking we do in retaliation is just going to make them feel justified for what happened tonight, right?" He warned Callum.
Charlie snorted. "You're an arse, I can't believe I'm going to marry an insufferable prat like you."
"I don't think they told anyone, but I'll find out, and then murder them if they did happen to open their big mouths." It was bad enough his family thinking he was getting married, he didn't need the rumor going around the entire castle, though the odds of that were pretty good considering.