It landed on the ground, erupting it's contents upwards, though luckily not near their legs, since it was still scalding hot. The tea splashed down, sending a wet cobweb across the floor, and Charles (who could be a trifle fussy) didn't even notice. He swallowed roughly and backed up a step, then another before switching directions and making a beeline for Piper. His footsteps splashed in the tea and he wrapped his arms around her, though the embrace was not one of celebration. "Are you alright?" he asked, breaking his silence.