Conner finally managed to stop snickering long enough to notice Iris trip. She got up by herself, but he still walked over to make sure she was okay; he lived in a house with a bunch of little kids running around, so beyond any innate kindness he also felt like he was obligated to deal with other people's clumsiness. He hadn't yet realized that she was blind.

"Oh boy, that was a nasty trip, are you okay?" He offered her a hand.