"I wouldn't think of it," Cedric whispers back, keeping Howard in that safe hold. He rubs Howard's shoulder in steady circles, working at calming him. It'd be great if they could both sleep tonight.

He uses his free hand to summon some things, just in case---drinking glasses, pillows, and a plastic bag. Best to be prepared at a moment's notice.

"Right here. It's okay." Cedric concentrates on breathing steadily, hoping the rhythm will be of some use. "We're not going anywhere, unless it's back to bed."