Braeden looked up from his plate, chewing on a slice of pear as Charlie asked what he had been eyeing her plate for. At the sight of the girl with salad dressing all around her mouth, he snorted. Oh MERLIN. He felt bad, but that was hilarious. After taking a moment to chuckle softly to himself (trying his best not to burst out laughing as loudly and obnoxiously as he so wished to), the boy turned away from her to calm himself before turning back to his Hufflepuff friend, his brown eyes teary-eyed from the effort of holding in his laughter.

"Um… Char, you've kinda… got… something…" he muttered, trying his best to keep a serious face, but his twitching lips failing him. Oh Merlin. She looked hilarious. It was kind of adorable, though, how childlike she seemed with salad dressing on her face like that.

The boy then scanned the table for a brief moment before spotting a neat little stack of napkins. He took one into his hand and did Charlie (because she seemed like a little kid at the moment and he felt like her older brother or something) the favour of wiping the salad dressing off her face. "You had dressing-lipstick," he explained with a chuckle once she was all clean, disposing of the dirty napkin magically. Aw man. That was funny. But he'd better not laugh, that'd be mean.