Charlie's brow raised as she watched him. He definitely didn't look too good. She slipped off of his desk and stood tall, arms still crossed. "Bad dream?" She could tell by his glancing around that he hadn't had the nicest of dreams. Something was off about him, and Charlie wasn't in the mood to play any games or joke around.
"Maybe you should take the day off." Not exactly a suggestion, but she worded it that way as if he had a choice. She didn't want to have a sleepy/jumpy worker around. If he decided not to take the 'advice,' well then she'd make sure he was out of the hub somehow.