Cedric's thoughts briefly touch on the same theme. He lays his wand out on the side table, ready to clean up any messes and make things comfortable.

"You'll be good as new soon. I'll make sure of it." And he will! He's gathered up a few herbs, and while he's no medi-wizard, Cedric knows a little more about medicine than he did before. He can even handle some things the Muggle way now, thanks to Howard.

Cedric breathes deeply, rubbing circles between Howard's shoulders in the hopes of lulling him to sleep. Not too roughly, softness is the way. That stomach doesn't nee to be jarred.