At that, Charles glances towards Kieran. Not that Kieran sees the look, of course. But he wonders what he'd make of how much things have changed. What he really thinks of monsters.

No. Better to say nothing, for now.

"There are things in our own world we don't quite understand. It's not so different here." He shrugs, relaxing back into the tree once more. "We find a place for ourselves and...do what we can. Here, we're all trying to survive, right? Makes things a little simpler."

People tended to bond better under severe circumstances and pain of death. But telling Kieran seems...unnecessary.