Christopher doubted he would have minded Charles' admission of finding him handsome. He was not as strict as some people were about 'those sort of things'. If he acted like it he would simply be a hypocrite; Heaven knew he got up to worse things than simple compliments with Charlot. "Then good! We have at least one thing in common," he smiled, finding his cheery tone out of sorts with the occasion they were attending. Lowering his voice he continued. "How did you find University? Was it as strict and sluggish as I remember it to be?"