"You know where we're going, it'll be faster if you do it." Charles surrenders the control of his chair to Erik easily enough. They won't need ramps and it's unlikely to be caught up with any little obstacles that might come their way. It's convenient, that's all it is and Charles isn't beyond choosing that over his pride that has nothing to do with practicality.

He shakes his head at the offer of food, though. "No, I'm not hungry. Maybe something later." Once he has Alex out of his system and he's settled with all these new branches of information that are growing and growing, reaching out without his consent.