Hearing the racket from outside of his room, Hiro poked his head out into the hall and squinted off at Charlie. Pushing up his glasses, his face brightened considerably and he eagerly dashed out into the hall to help Charlie retrieve her fallen belongings. Looking especially cheerful, he stooped down and began gathering up the bags in his arms in an awkward sort of manner. Once they were stacked up and in his grasp, he tried to get a good look at Charlie through the bags (which were naturally blocking his face what with the angle he was holding them).
"Charlie! You dropped your bags!" He announced, almost as though he were certain she wasn't aware of the fact herself. But it was in a pleasant sort of way. Not a flat statement.