"Good." Cormac frowned, nuzzling against her temple. "I would recommend not taking it off, then, until we can do some research into what would happen and a safe way to remove it." He'd put in a call to Carmichael-- they weren't friends per se, but they'd had a quasi-friendship growing up. And he knew his stuff.
Besides, the bloke was Cho's best mate. That ought to be reason enough for him.
"We should look into stronger wards," he said finally. "I don't want to lose you. I can't lose you."