[ He's quiet for a long moment (because some part of him still doesn't know what the fuck he's getting into, and he's scared.
He feels like he's lost control of some part of him, like some weird thing called destiny has taken the reins, and he sort of doesn't like that feeling. Like he doesn't have a choice in the matter.
But-- another part of him thinks, if he has to be with anyone? He's really fucking glad it's Charlie. He just wishes he would've been able to charm him on his own, without that weird, alien, biological intervention.)
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He feels like he's lost control of some part of him, like some weird thing called destiny has taken the reins, and he sort of doesn't like that feeling. Like he doesn't have a choice in the matter.
But-- another part of him thinks, if he has to be with anyone? He's really fucking glad it's Charlie. He just wishes he would've been able to charm him on his own, without that weird, alien, biological intervention.)
but at length, he nods. ]
... Yeah. Think I can manage it.