It dawned on him he might be the direct cause of Quins weird behavior, but Charlie found it... amusing. He stepped closer trying to box the other against the lockers. He lifted his hand in an attempt to tap on the back of the hand covering his face. Charlie's tail moved in a steady rhythm, swaying behind him with a playful twitch. "I can't understand you. Uncover your mouth. He leaned as close as he was allowed tilting his head and flopping his ear over curiously. "You surely can't breath like that. Do I smell bad?"