He thought it was hilarious when Rosemary made her escape the second that Charlie let her go. Rosey could be extremely affectionate but usually only when it was one-sided. Once the affection started to come back to her, she got weird and tried getting away. The girl had just started to learn how to handle her own emotions. Handling other people's emotions was an entirely new lesson and she had never been all that great in learning those. Royce watched Rosey disappear into the back where the Doc's office was with a silly side-grin as Charlie dragged him outside. Funny that she was doing that. That was usually Rosemary's job. He wondered if his friend was worried about being put out of a job.
There wasn't much for him to say as Charlie rattled on in good ol' Charlie fashion. Her voice was jovial enough, though he was sure that she was only being so cheery as to wash away her previous fears. Apparently, there needed to be more washing than merely a happy tone could do.
An eyebrow went up at her admittance of 'trickery'. "You're asking us to come over and protect you?" The thing was, he would have done that anyway. Maybe not come over and into her house so much as going over and standing guard at her door and posting Rosemary on the windows. And not so much as protect her as beat the crap out of Crowne the second he showed his pasty face. So yeah, he had already planned on doing what she was asking but because she was asking, it made his head dizzy and face silly.
He shrugged with a big smile. "Sure, that sounds like a good trade. Your food for our services. Rosemary would be down with that." If he was lucky, maybe Rosemary would be too distracted with Charlie's fabulous home-cooking to notice the two of them much. Who knew? Maybe he could actually have a regular conversation with her that didn't involve animals or the clinic or stupid nosy vampires.