He hums quietly as Kieran talks. Honestly, he feels the same. Like it's all over his head. People like Angel, who grew up on other planets, with computers and networks and infinite knowledge at their fingertips, maybe they can sort all this out. He had a hard enough time understanding his own time and place, as rudimentary as it now seems in comparison.

It can't have been any easier for Kieran. Especially given how anxious the man tended to be, even on a good day.

"The city? Mm. Not really." Charles huffs softly, tipping his head back until he can feel the scratch of bark against the back of his head. "Never liked cities, much."

The people, that had been another story entirely. But the city itself, all its politics and chaos, that he could happily do without. And truth be told he'd have happily traded the technology and luxurious living space for a chance at something like this.

A little scrap of home, and someone familiar.