[The shoulder bump is a relief, despite himself; he still half expects Charles to wise up and get out of here, considering the obvious problem. Each time Charles continues to stay, Junpei can't help but feel, well, guilty-but-grateful. As long as he doesn't lose control and Charles gets out of here just fine, Junpei will be—fine.

Mostly fine.]

What, like, fireball City Hall?

[Okay, that one is a joke—]

Historically, I don't think this kind of asshole ever listens. What spells are you thinking?