Charlie had managed to rub his stump over the previous week, mostly due to a lot more walking around than he often did and, he rather suspected, a piece of persistent fluff caught between his liner and his prosthetic. Thankfully he'd used the cream he had for just such a situation and after resting on Monday he was once more happy to be walking around and looking forward to the trip Dominic was taking himself and Genie. He was up earlier than he ordinarily would be to ensure he'd had plenty of coffee and eaten his porridge before it was time to meet them.
Making sure he had his muggle money with him and that he'd left Echo enough food he apparated carefully to the meeting point Dominic had arranged. He stepped out from behind the hedge and smiled when he saw Dominic already waiting. "Morning," he called, raising his hand. "Hope you've not been waiting long." He knew he wasn't late (being raised by a mother like Molly late wasn't really in his vocabulary outside of the most dire circumstances), but he didn't think sitting waiting for people to appear was all that fun of a prospect. He moved over to the car and reached out one hand, the other automatically readying to give Dominic a friendly clap on the arm too. He wasn't so much for hugging people before he knew them fairly well.