Charlie sighed rolling his eyes, at least Callum was fitting right in with the family tradition of giving him a hard time. "I suppose we could manage something like that." He chuckled, shaking his head. "You make ti sound like I am incompetent." He said, though there wasn't any heat in the words, he understood what Callum was getting at. "I am going to do my very best to avoid any kind of war. We have our dragons and our keepers and that's all we need."
In so many ways, things had never changed where his family was concerned. He had a feeling Bill would always see him as his little brother, no matter how old they both got. And it was his little brother who had joined up with him on pranks and teasing when they were both far younger, getting the twins started as Bill had said. He doubted very much that any of his family would ever see that he had his own family apart from them as well. "Though unlike a certain older brother of mine, I've found where I excel and I've stopped trying to beat the twins at a game they were so obviously made for."
"I was bitching about the constant rain and cold." Charlie reminded Callum, and thankfully years of maturity kept him from sticking out his tongue in retaliation, at least for the time being. "I'll be fine, a little snow never bothered me. You do remember I started off in Romania don't you?" He chuckled. Though really, rain and cold and snow were not fun living conditions, even if you were used to them, he was allowed to bitch from time to time.