How did she know exactly what to say? She had reacted so much better than almost everyone else he'd told so far, though that said, she was the first person he wasn't related to. But he found it far more comforting, and really, after beating himself up about it, this was exactly what Charlie needed.
"Thanks Vieve," He said softly, a soft chill tingling through him as she stroked his hair away from his eyes. He wanted to explain how much her words had comforted him, but he couldn't quite figure it out himself.
He felt another genuine smile stretch out on his lips, "Yeah, I'd murder a pint right now. Or a few. All I've got is some whiskey though, if you fancy one?"