[ His ears catch when Ben's footfalls cease, and Charles halts. Turns to see the young man staring at his own reflection, eyes fixed and frozen. He looks like a man settling into the throes of shock, and shock can be a dangerous thing. Best avoided if possible. ]

Hey. It's alright.

[ Brow creasing, he starts closing that distance again, hovering just within reach but hesitating. Not sure how he'll react, given the state he's in. Finally, he decides to risk it, reaching out to rest a warm hand on the outer curve of his shoulder. ]

I don't know too much about this stuff. But I'm willing to bet we can find someone who knows what's going on. There's a lot of smart people here, a lot smarter than me. So. We'll get you something to eat, then we'll go see who we can find to help you out.

You're gonna be alright.

[ No room for doubt in his tone. There's a gentle but firm pat before his hand slips away again. ]