Charles chewed a bit, thinking, then swallowed. “There's a time and a certain necessity for propriety in our world, absolutely,” he agreed, but continued a moment later, “but then there's a time and a necessity to do whatever makes you comfortable and happy.” He started to separate the cheese into more manageable bite-sized pieces in front of him. “Superficial things are nice, but at the end of the day, none of the proper things are what matter the most.”