There's a look of surprise in Charlie's eyes, maybe concern as well, when he learns just how short the timeline was.

Does he want to know how this man came to be Lorick's friend? If it's another utterly fucked up story, then maybe not.

"Eh, it was supposed to be the other way around anyway." His voice is quiet, though. Pensive. He can't make light, because he's building up to something, his hands rocking now with anxious restlessness. He opens his mouth, closes it again.