Charlie made a face at the ribbing, though Connor had already shouldered past him. Typical. “Coming Callum?” He called out over his shoulder, although he wasn’t about to let Connor take the lead without protest, so Charlie quickened his pace too, stomping a bit louder than he meant to.
His hand moved to his side to rest on his wand, although he didn’t dare pull it out; brave people didn’t need to rely on their wand when there was no immediate danger. This was supposed to be fun, he reminded himself. They’d come for fun. “Just wait till one of them mistakes you for a snack.” Charlie hummed. Though if they did run into a hag, Charlie would fight alongside his friends… although he was really hoping they wouldn’t find anything here.
His hand moved to his side to rest on his wand, although he didn’t dare pull it out; brave people didn’t need to rely on their wand when there was no immediate danger. This was supposed to be fun, he reminded himself. They’d come for fun. “Just wait till one of them mistakes you for a snack.” Charlie hummed. Though if they did run into a hag, Charlie would fight alongside his friends… although he was really hoping they wouldn’t find anything here.
