“Yes, are you Charlie?” Scarlet asks back, and the young man nods, his eyes shining as if he’s tearing up.
“Please come in,” Scarlet encourages, and Charlie comes into the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Could I…could I hug you, please? It’s okay if not.” Scarlet’s voice is a little shaky. Ronan’s worried for her, wanting this to go well, but also worried for Dustin, who’s probably picking up a lot of intense emotions. Unlike the dead siren, he doesn’t feed off the energy. In fact, it can often be too much for him.
“Yes, please.” Charlie almost whispers the words, and Scarlet takes him into her arms. Ronan feels almost like he should look away because he’s looking at something so personal, Scarlet holding her child. Ronan doesn’t know if she was allowed to do that when he was born,
