Charles recoiled ever so slightly as Macnair knelt before him, finding the gesture weird and somewhat alarming. He scowled - assuming he'd ever stopped, that is. His hand reached for the vial automatically although he had no intention of doing anything with it, least of all inspecting it. "I can't stay here, it's madness! I have work and if-" Merlin's beard, how close was Tatiana right at that moment. For all he knew she might be in the room next to this one. His mind wandered for a moment until suddenly he was suddenly pulling the sheets partially back over himself and fixing Macnair with a glare. "I can't be here!" If she found him there... Well there'd be far too many questions to answer and he had no idea how he could possibly explain it without telling her truth and he absolutely could not tell her truth.
