Charlie remained leaning against the woman for a moment longer as he changed the hold on her leg; it became loose and allowed him to lower her leg by shifting his hand ever so slightly or moving it in general. The hold on her wrist was the only warning she got that he would do damage if she tried to take a cheap shot. As he eased forward, he made sure she didn't fall on her head because he was rather certain she'd done that enough times by now.
As he let her down, he was pretty certain she was capable of shifting her weight and dropping her feet before her head ever touched the ground. Plus he was still holding her wrist, a little higher now and at an angle that wouldn't wrench her arm too much if she tried anything.
"What exactly were you doing when you met her?" His attention was on Firekeeper not on the criminal he was being a little too nice to for his liking. "She's a criminal. And seems to be a little out of touch. I should know." Yes, Charlie had gone round the bend so many times he'd started marking the tree he kept passing.
"She is not to be trusted." If she moved as quickly as he thought she would and as agilely, by now the woman in question would probably be on her feet? Didn't matter though, Charlie wasn't letting go of her wrist quite yet; he didn't trust her any further than he could throw her, and unfortunately, he probably could throw her a good distance.