"Well, I guess that's something," he said with a little tilt of his head. "Charlie and what now? Is this some sort of muggle thing? My knowledge of Muggle culture is a bit... spotty. And I do better with Romania than here to be honest."
Charlie smiled, pleased with her comments about his mother. "Mum's something of a force of nature," he admitted. "Always has been."
He followed her into a rather impressive house after finishing the run comfortably. "Thanks," he said, taking the glass of water and guzzling half of it down. "You have a beautiful home," he said, and then bent down and took out his wand, and cancelled the additional charm on his leg and it began its usual slow shift between colours.