"Disney, as in the animator?" Charles questioned, brow up in some surprise, but he pushed the thought aside in favor of the here and now. His eyes followed the child, blinking at the rainbow of color, until Jack mentioned the grass.

Then they went wide and he dropped the grass, looking almost terrified before he briskly brushed his hand on his pants. "Oh, fantastic, I will end up making a world-sized insect colony angry with me because I had no idea." He didn't quite sound afraid, but it was certain fear mixed with joy and excitement, still. The kind of emotions that could completely tip into fear at any moment.

"...There are real aliens here," he murmured, just for Jack, but much like Jack himself, his curiosity will get him in trouble as he cautiously opens his mind up to those around him.