Charlie leant in and nodded, leaning his head on her chest. "Y-Yeah.." He whispered, snuggling into her to try and seek more warmth from the woman. "No use my mermaid.." Charlie whimpered, holding the doll to his chest, scared and alone now. His eyes were wide with fear, and his breathing seemed to match that of a child in a panicy situation. His head rested on her body as he tried to seek the warmth of a mother.