Bella reaches for a wafer. She nibbles on the wafer. That seems like it will do for now. She puts her hand back in Feral's hair.
Bella waves, with the hand that is not entangled in Feral's hair.
"Hi," says Tony, coming the rest of the way inside. "Are you guys okay?"
"I'm - better. He's asleep, I guess that's good. How are you? How's Sherlock?"
"He's sleeping too. But he told me I should check on you in the morning, so here I am. Wow," she says on closer inspection of Feral's injuries, "I'm surprised he got all the way across the room like that. Unless they just put him to bed with you. They didn't, right?"
"I don't think so. I wasn't paying a lot of attention then."
She noms on her brownie.
"It is, yeah. I mean, the covers on the other bed are rumply and there's chocolate near it," observes Bella. "Probably he was in it and just sort of - flopped on me. I don't mind."
"Even Patronuses just kind of... scare them off. I mean, maybe if you got one to hold still while your Patronus ate it, there has to be some reason they're scared of them, right? But I don't think anybody's ever done it. I can ask Mom, I guess."
"I would but I am stuck," Bella says, gesturing at Feral.
"I want to make them all go away," says Bella. "It seems like it might be important for ending death. They're - I don't think they're all of it, but they are parts of it."