Charlie gives the hand a look for only a minute before shaking it, his grip not as firm as it may've originally been.

"The time I spent kicking her skinny ass into shape-I would certainly hope so." Whatever strength he held back from Athelstan, he compensated by giving Sonya an especially hard slap on the back.

The slap was enough to nearly knock her over.

"Shouldn't you be taking orders in the office or kitchen?" Sonya didn't think he'd take this time to actually chat when he's working.

The man shrugged. "This time of the day, I put Enrique in charge of the kitchen. I just want to make sure you actually eat what you have infront of you."

Sonya hoped the lightening would cover the fact that she was blushing. Even after some time back home, she was still bearing signs of emaciation.