Strange patiently waits as Aconite climbs up him. Eventually, two dragons in hand, he makes his way back to Shura.

"Knock knock," he audibly says, mostly to warn her that hey, he's coming in. Carefully, Strange walks over to the bed, sits down on it, and places his hand in a way where Aconite could easily climb down it if she wants.

"They were wrestling. I didn't see who was winning but I suspect that even blinded, Aconite might have the advantage."

Alistair is kind of chonky and terrible at wrestling and Strange knows this.