Jacque was tempted to lower himself onto a knee and try to coax the boy into relaxing and answering the question asked, however something told him that doing so might only agitate the child further. He respected Charles' wishes and raised his hands in a placating manner to indicate he'd keep his distance, all the while keeping his focus on the small red thing that floated around Charles. Perhaps in time he'd get the opportunity to ask again, but for now there were other matters to attend to. 

He stepped around the group of James' and strode over to and wiggled his way into the small group that had formed around Spinel, figuring that he could help try and ensure the guy was okay, if only to shorten the time spent waiting for the tour. "[color=004b80]Sounded like a pretty nasty spill, probably hit his head at least once going down. Think there's a chance he might have a concussion?[/color]" Jacque asked no one in particular before he crouched and snapped his gloved fingers near Spinel's face to try and get his attention "[color=004b80]Can you see straight? How many fingers am I holding up bud?[/color]" he asked before extending all but his ring and pinkie fingers.