[ Charles glances back at him for a moment and scoffs. ]

I wear it like I'm too old for the acid dropping that used to come with it, but thank you. I think.

[ Though he does finally break the tension with a laugh at that: it does still sound ridiculous. The chair wheels around and he regards Arthur in full now. And he'd thought he felt tired? ]

And I think I'm more worried for the day that actually starts to sound right.