@coffeeconjuring || cont.
Normally, she would be cradling Cream in her arms like a baby, but because her focus is elsewhere, she holds him securely against her by his middle with his legs dangling, almost like a child would a precious stuffed animal. She and the cat are now both looking up at him inquisitively, and the longer he takes to answer, the deeper the worried crease between her brows grows.
When Hanno does come out with it, Alice shifts Cream so he can rest on her chest with his front paws over her shoulder, freeing her other hand to press gently against his forehead. He does feel warm, and now that she’s touching him, she can sense the imbalance more acutely.
“Come on.” Her voice is soft and comforting, small hand lifting from his forehead and seeking his. With their palms together, she gives his hand a gentle squeeze and lets her own energy seep into him to slowly ease the magical congestion. “Call someone to take over for you and let’s have you sit down for a bit, hm?”