Charlie's face was blood stained and his eyes shone with panic as she tied him up. He was still in severe pain and he hissed each time she came in contact with his side, to Peg it would seem that she had kicked off a rib or two... which in itself was good, it marked her as being of someone not fooling around and one that would use force if needed.<br/><br/>He shook his head wildly when she asked if they where more than three, nodding as she pointed out that they where three. He still couldn't talk it seemed... not easily anyway. That she knew them all, name by name turned his face whiter for each name she uttered and he looked around trying to see a way out of this clearly not finding one.