"What kind of people do you think we are, Mikey that we would pull our wands out at you?" He thought of standing up and siding up to Dorcas and putting on his best pouting face, but decided against it. He was warm in his blanket with Kevin. They would just have to take his word that they weren't going to pull out wands and go all.... anti-nice and start attacking the people with no magic. His best friends. These were the people he aligned himself with. Obviously.
He nodded at Kevin, he was fine, now that he was awake. He'd possibly have a whole new reason to go visit Mulciber once he slept a little bit tonight, but, that wasn't so bad, right? He'd tell him what was going on later. Maybe. He wouldn't make any promises, not even with a look.
That cushion pile was looking rather amazing and inviting by the time Dorcas was done with it. "Want me to conjure some hot cocoa? While Michael comes up with an epic story... Probably about boobs. Because one nightmare enough isn't enough, right?" Anthony pushed himself off of Kevin's lap before moving over to the cushion pile and jumping into it without a care. Everyone else could just situate themselves around him, that was fine.