Charlie snorted when Callum told him how things had gone. "Prat." He shook his head grinning though. At least Callum hadn't lost his sense of humor. "Well as long as that's all you got up to."
"Habit." He shrugged, at it helped to calm him down, it was familiar and Charlie needed just a bit of familiarity at the moment, like the taste of Callum's lips against his.
He nodded. "Yeah, they're fine mostly." Which was probably the biggest relief for Charlie, that they hadn't lost anymore family. Friends perhaps, but Charlie could be selfish and be glad none of his family had been killed. "Yours?"