Ned was never really irritated with Charlie in the first place for his short-temper, but even if he had been, he thinks, he wouldn't be able to keep it up long. He's so clearly in a state of complete distraction, hardly noticing what's going on around him, attention focused entirely on Meyer. Ned looks at the way their heads are bent together, listens to the sounds of them speaking to one another and is glad that he got there in time: not just for Meyer's sake, now, but for Charlie's.

"I think so." Ned looks over, sees a nod from Bruce, amends his statement to a definite, "Yes."

Like Meyer and Charlie he starts thinking logistics, spots the wheelchair in the corner. It's got a stack of papers resting on it - probably from Bruce's research. He goes over and sets it aside on the ground, wheeling the thing forward a little, meeting Meyer's eyes and raising his eyebrows in mute suggestion. It would certainly be a bit more dignified than being carried, and probably significantly less painful, too.