Charlie inched closer as he had asked questions, the hand propped behind him sliding over to let that brown tail brush against if Quin moved just right. it didn't happen on the first try, but Charlie had managed to maneuver rather close. "It's the only way to get answers.  Well maybe the easiest way, if you're honest, I guess." he inhaled deeply, this time not bothering to hide it.  The scent distracted him from getting more details on this alternative he seemed so against. "Do all foxes smell good? My mom smells really good.  I help her shower and dry her hair." He liked feeding while in the shower as well, but he left that off. Not every family was like his.