There is a sourness to Charlene that entails all the frustration with the Library's decision because frankly, in several millennia Peter is easily the worst Guardian she has ever seen. Talking about records here. "Well, he's not now. Give him that when you find him."

She shoves a messenger bag with several books and plane tickets into Peter's hands. But then she pauses, her stern face leaning in close for a moment. "Word of advice? Get your head out of your ass. Judson likes this one."

She'll leave it at that.