She'd half expected Tanya to step forward and wrench the photograph from her grasp - after all, if she'd wanted it that badly, she could have just taken it from Charlie. Of course, the idea that Tanya might not have wanted to damage the photo further never really revealed itself entirely to Charlie, and thus she turned the photo back around, the hand holding the bag of Chinese food that was probably quickly cooling adjusting in midair.
"S'yer dad? Must be." She studied the photo for a moment, her own mind thinking backward to her own father and the lack of a relationship there. Having that as a standard to judge all other things by, it was difficult to fathom that someone else might actually like and maybe even love their father. Such a thought was foreign, and the photo suddenly became somewhat loathsome in Charlie's eyes.