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And then flopped back on the bed.
It was nothing, probably.
Ten minutes later he'd shrugged back into a cardigan and was passing through the halls, until he found the room the children still hide in. He poked his head through; confirmed that everyone was skittish and silent, sitting far too nicely with hands quietly in their laps. The entire room radiated confused guilt, and Edith Piaf was still singing softly in the background, over crackles and pops.
"Oh," he sighed, "Blast."
"Charles--" Raven started, uncertainly.
"It's fine," he said.
"But--"
"Don't worry about it."
She looked a little guilty; a little relieved by the notion of having Charles take responsibility. Angel just looked guilty, but, to her credit, she spoke softly, hesitently:
"I don't know what..." she paused again, "I can guess..."
Charles pointed at her.
"You," he said, and she froze, "Cigarettes. If you please." He tried for a reassuring smile.
"Um," she said, "but you..."
"Please," Charles said patiently.
Angel tossed a pack over wordlessly. Charles caught it and saluted her with it.
"Much obliged," he said, "Now...carry on."
They looked back at him with wide eyes. Charles bit back a sigh.
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