And yet, I am not saying anything. Charles' power was truly marvelous; he could feel it spread - a slow creep through his consciousness and outer thoughts, settling just at the edge of his mind. How will you know where to go and what to do when you get there? He knows he shouldn't worry so much on details, but again, his curiosity was hard to curb and not only that, he's concerned about one thing: What if I mess something up?

The compression caused his brow to furrow, earning a noise of slight discomfort, but that was it. He could also try and blame it on nerves, but-- ... I think so.