Penelope nodded in what she hoped was a sympathetic way and smiled encouragingly. As soon as she was gone, however, she turned back to Charlie and saw his open eye. Her emotions were conflicted. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to be upset, furious, or just happy he hadn't hexed his brain, too. "I don't know what I'm supposed to say to someone who just hexed himself deaf." That sounded a little too harsh, so she reached her hand out to his cheek, cupping it gently. "Are you..feeling okay? Besides the deaf bit."