[ no, wait, that's actual amateur theater, he says, and charles ducks his head and laughs, almost despite himself, before looking up at junpei, due to their changed angle this time and waiting for him to come up with a solution — because, really, despite being a ghost, charles hasn't, you know, actually haunted a lot of places, or people. comes with the whole fact that their cases take them so many different places, and that their clients are themselves ghosts, too —

anyway. he makes a considering hum at the suggestion. ] Huh, yeah, maybe. I mean, might be a stretch for me, that... I don't wanna drop you.

[ said like that's the biggest issue with that particular move. he glances back at junpei, though, and realising that he probably should let him down — well. edwin doesn't call him impetuous for nothing — ]

Could do this, though, [ he says and promptly lifts his arms sharply to get momentum so he can actually throw junpei just a bit in the air, just the right height for it to be impressive but not so high as to risk him actually hitting his head on the ceiling, indeed; and then he simply catches him in a hug as he falls, before setting him back down on his feet. ]