The suggestion of simply [i]asking[/i] where his trousers were caused Charlotte to pause for thought. The truth was that she knew asking would draw his ire, and if Frieza was telling the truth also, that'd probably not end well for the little Witch. The last thing that Charlotte could recall, before the bizarre string of events that culminated in winding up here, was a fight that was not going well. Getting into another fight so soon wasn't a particularly appealing option, but neither was admitting that Frieza scared her a little.

 "[color=f6989d]We can find him trousers, little boys lose their trousers sometimes.[/color]"

 With that matter settled for the time being, Charlotte turned her attention fully to Ravin Driver. He was old. He looked [i]normal[/i]. It was going to take some time to adjust to this. As Ravin extended a hand down to her, she carefully reached out to gently shake it through the over-sized sleeves of her outfit, before just as quickly letting go of the hand again. Something wasn't right here.

 "[color=f6989d]Charlotte. I hope the fool is nice! I feel sorry for Team One,[/color]" she continued, giving a little nod up towards Felix, even as her rather cracked mind raced to identify [i]what[/i] was wrong about this situation, "[color=f6989d]but maybe they will be lucky, and the Frieza will stay in his office, so Team One can play.[/color]"

 Without warning, a piece of striped, hard candy appeared, gripped in Charlotte's hands. There was very little indication of how it came to suddenly be there, save for a sound of a plastic wrapper being quietly unwrapped to accompany it's appearance. With a rather glum expression, Charlotte popped the piece of sugary sweetness into her mouth, and continued to think on the thing that was wrong.