If anything in the world could make him wince enough to make his whole body jerk with an automatic reaction, it's being called David Nolan twiceover. Once, he'd stood on a truck and told everyone that they are both, but that doesn't mean that Charming likes to let David Nolan ride front and center. He'd been weak and indecisive, he'd hurt people. Charming accepts the learnings from that, but not the personality.

To have the both of them call him David Nolan is frightening and disappointing at once because he'd really thought he'd have someone to talk to. Apparently, what he's got is cursed bedfellows, so to speak. The wince is almost visible everywhere, from the tension in his shoulders, to the lines at the corner of his mouth. "...David," he corrects, even though he's not sure it will do much. He looks from the Huntsman to Red, wishing for some kind of recognition. "Your guess is as good as mine. I've been trapped here for a while."