[The four eyes eyeing her narrow. A favor here, a favor there: that makes sense. Mutual survival, business: those they can definitely do. But trust? It's not a foreign concept exactly, but they're not sure what it's got to do with anything. They may be a shining exception to the theory that two heads are better than one, but even they have never been stupid enough to put their trust in anyone. Still, their expressions resolve into something approaching innocence. Or naivety. Or open stupidity.]

Sure, sure. We can hang with that.

[Charlie adds:]

No problem-o.