"He didn't bite Strange's dragon, so I imagine yours will be fine," Billie says, not particularly worried. For Red's part, he chills where he's clinging to the coat and stretches out his neck to sniff back at Aconite. As for her, she just carries on holding still for the most part, save for lifting her arms just enough to rest her hands on her hips as she waits there.

How long until they get tired and one or the other clambers down and away to locations unknown (within the room)? Who knows. She has about as much idea as Shura does here.