Charon stared at the twin for a long moment, letting his gaze snap down to the offered hand. It was an odd thing to correct; as far as Charon had known, it was better for people like him to follow and stay quiet than it was to work your way ahead and lose your direction without a better in front to lead. Then again... if they were to go hand-in-hand, then Charon could still hang back like he was used to. He just wasn't entirely sure why this man wanted that.

All in all, the decision didn't really take very long and he placed his hand in the other man's with caution but no fear. It felt solid, real, so very unlike anything he was used to. When he realized that right hand in right hand wouldn't work, he rapidly switched them around, this time placing his left hand more tentatively than before. It was his dominant hand, and tying it up in another person's grip was not something he did lightly. As if to distract from the show of weakness, Charon made a show of tipping his head up and looking about down the hallway, brows raised and eyes still locked on the stranger. Other Sighted? Were there actually more here that he hadn't accounted for?