Charlie's eyes flick sideways at Ben, curious at the very sudden change of tone. But he obeys the command, turning the gun around in his hands. It's heavier than the one he was given in that fucked-up battlefield months ago, but looks...not too different, really.

He puts that thought out of his mind, really not wanting to go back to that. Really. "I wasn't going to..." The curiously raised eyebrow still is, wondering why Ben's being so still.