[ Who, Charles? Never has there been a more innocent, positively angelic guide. Genuinely surprised, but he sounds intrigued. ] Why Erik, I didn't know you had an affinity for glasses. Uni memories are looking better and better.

[ Tucking them away, he's crowding into Erik's space, gesturing at the stairs languidly. ] Up you go. Keep your thoughts pure in the reading room, would you? Those memories will be all of ten year old me or so and things would get a trifle awkward.