Hestia had spent her night at home, mostly doing paperwork and hanging out. She'd been reading a book, and curled up on the couch when there was a knock at the door. She had been sort of expecting Charlie to come by, but she wasn't quite sure when he'd be by.
She wasn't quite sure what to tell him either, but she knew that she needed to help. Help him like she had helped Gilbert. If he was stuck under whatever she had been stuck under, he would have been losing memories and all sorts of things.
Getting up, she opened the door and smiled a bit. "Hi, come on in." she gestured him inside and closed the door behind him.