Charlie stood steady as the man reached for his ankle. He looked down at the man with pity, this poor sap tried so very hard. A man too big to know what to do with himself. A shame his journey ended so soon, he could have proved a useful ally.

"Hands. Off" He said as he stomped toward the man's hand. He then dropped to one knee and grabbed the man by the throat and whispered. 

"Destiny has not been kind to you this day." He released the man's throat and stood again defiantly unwavering at whatever the man attempted to do. Then when he raised his head just right he swiftly kicked under his chin and forward. Pointing his toes and using the full force of his knee to control the momentum.