Approaching the conference room, Charles kept his look of disgust firmly in his head. Having everyone watch them work wasn't exactly his idea of fun and he liked having his own little area to work in and keep tidy to be able to work without people looking over his shoulder. He just had that bad feeling that said he really wasn't going to like this. Straightening up his tie, Charles moved to sit in a seat and gave them all a nod of greeting. He'd already met Erec and was content to sit quietly with his parchment, quill, ink and coffee. Good coffee. Really good coffee. Someone was trying to impress them.