Shura barely has any idea what she's doing. But winging it usually worked, so she isn't worried, taking Bell with both hands and trying to arrange her on her shoulders.

"I ain't gonna do it again," Shura grumbles. It's kinda weird, babysitting someone else's soul animal thing. But Bell is soft and warm, so it's like having a living muffler, so Shura's complaining is limited for the moment. When she draws her hood back up, it doesn't quite look right, but they'd both mostly concealed, if a bit lumpy.

"C'mon, I think they're ready to head out." She could do this, and she'd hand the rabbit off to Strange as soon as his hands were free. Simple.