"I'm honoured that you'll use your biannual amount of patience on me," he answered, before shaking his head. "We don't have to do it tomorrow, and certainly not before we speak with our families. It wouldn't be right. We'll find the right time to do it."
Callum snorted. "Right, you were trying to discuss why you hadn't wanted to get married in a cemetery. That is so much better. As a rule, talking about anything other than what happened at a funeral is disrespectful to the dead, and their survivors." He frowned when Charlie went on. "Who told you that? And why would they? Unless you've proposed to more people, in which case we have a bigger problem than before."
He nodded. "Yes, I do, and I don't know why your age is relevant. I told that things have to be done properly and we might not have parents alive, but I would hope that we could get your family approval before doing this, just like we need to speak with Baron and Alastor. I can't even consider getting married if it's a problem for them, and after we talk to them, we can make the engagement official, and then plan for the wedding, but first-" He sat up and gave Charlie his hand. "You are 52 and I'm 39. I don't know about you, but my knees don't like the ground for long."