[ She tilts her head, hood framing her face. Bull has always been direct whenever he can be, somehow, even when he's doing the exact opposite of being direct, when he's skirting around whatever issue there may be. The kind of person who looks you in the eye as they're telling you things that aren't necessarily true. It's something only an accomplished liar knows how to do; and the two of them have that much in common.

So for Bull to avoid her gaze like this, for him to lack any edge of humor in his tone--it's significant. She already knew Charlie was significant. Just not how much. ]

... Hey, stay in storage for however long you need to. No one's forcing you out or telling you to hurry up.

If there's one thing I've learned over the year, it's... things take time. Things like this.