No matter what Shura says, Strange is definitely going to go out of his way to try and make her comfortable. She can't see. This is the least he can do until he figures out whatever's wrong with her and cures it himself (because of course Strange is arrogant enough to think he can cure it himself).

Alistair moves to hang out near Strange's feet, brushing up against his legs as he watches Shura and Aconite. He lets out a little chirp of recognition as he spots the tiny dragon but doesn't move to jump up on Shura's lap.

"What happened out there?" he asks, looking from Shura to the dragon, like staring at them will somehow help him piece out what's what. "If it's a spell, I can try to dispell it and if it's poisoned, I can purify it."