"She is, isn't she?" Adelaide chooses to think it the kitten, her eyes more on Purrelden than Anders or Compassion. Even with handing her off she cannot quite manage it without one last lingering scratch under Purrelden's chin, pausing only to tuck the blankets more securely around Anders' shoulders out of habit. Nightly check ins with her own students made it quick and but not entirely impersonal.

Even if it is a terrible idea.

"You are going to sleep for at least two hours, Anders. You need it." More than that, most likely. They have extra hands for the time being- there is only so much even they can do for this. "Sleep. I'll wake you and take my turn."