Charlie took another swig, and nodded toward Elias' offer of another - there was always an undeniable thirst in her throat, whether she needed it or not. And she felt like she always needed it. The alcohol was certainly helping to stomach this particular scene, not that it was as awkward as it had been.
Glancing back at Dov, she suddenly felt...not protective, necessarily, but certainly that they were a little more along the lines of kindred spirits. Being young and stupid in Missouri, what with Rylee going off to college, she was just as much pulling at straws as Dov was, currently. The military had been something of a godsend, in the end, giving her something other than ending up working at her father's garage for the rest of her life.
But she left things to be questioned by Elias, since he seemed to be better at extracting answers from the boy. That, and she was curious to see what else Dov would say. If there wasn't much left for him in the other location, obviously he'd stay longer in California. That would give her more time to get herself together and hopefully have less of an issue of having him around, without needing a couple of beers in her.