That still doesn't necessarily mean it's the Charles Smith he knows, because if there are people here from the time of the Revolution, however that's possible, he's sure there might be someone else fitting that description. It would be a funny coincidence, however, and he can't ... help but hope.

It would be very nice to see Charles again. After everything that's happened, Charles Smith is at least someone he knows he can still rely on. Someone who offered him words that weren't empty attempts to soothe or fix what couldn't be fixed, but tried to help him think of things in a different way.

There is definitely recognition, and the smile that spreads on his face and the warmth in his eyes is hopefully a clear enough sign that it's friend, not foe.

"Might do."

Let it be Charles. Please, let it be Charles.