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Bronco wasn't sure exactly what Charles was referring to when he spluttered. He was probably in denial and shock, Bronco thought. He looked like as though he was cornered or trapped- incapable of escaping from some sort of snare that terrified him. Bronco wondered if he ought call Fennec- but he wasn't injured. He wasn't sure what a medic could do for Charles, anyway. He wasn't sure what he could do to reassure his packmate, so he did what was his usual default- he drew closer, hoping Charles would let him settle alongside him enough to offer warmth and a bit of support. "I'm sorry," He said softly. Obviously, Charles was extremely upset by what he had seen. "But things will be alright. You can stay here for a bit, if you want. I'll be going back to the Glen once I'm fit to travel," He said. "Do you want me to call one of the leaders here, just to make sure?" He asked, still running on the assumption that it would probably be best if Charles remained in one place while he recovered from his trauma.