Benedict nodded, it wasn't the nicest of images to have in your head, but that beautiful house cat might have a belly full of something wriggly when it shares your pillow. He might keep that imagery to himself though and he gave a mostly hidden grin as he considered the urge to tease the girl just a little. "Yeah, they are great hunters, even if they look like fluffy lumps sometimes."

Miss Potts didn't seem to bothered about bringing his father in, which gave him a little pride. If there was one thing that Ben hoped he was good at it was animals. He looked thoughtful for a moment when she asked if there was a spell that could improve his comfort. "I don't think he's uncomfortable, I'm sure being curled up on your bed is the most wonderful place in the world for him right now." He was about to add a little joke, but thought better of it, quickly getting his mind back on track. "I think he just needs a little something extra in his diet. Wait here Millie." Benedict said casually without even really thinking before he disappeared behind the counter and rummaged around out of sight.

It was less than thirty seconds that the girl would get alone with her thoughts before Ben returned with a small dark brown glass bottle in hand. It looked like something one might buy from the local apothecary. "So, I don't really know what's in it or how it's made, but Dad swears by this stuff for any kittens that are struggling or a bit sleepy when we get them in. A few drops on the tongue every day and yeah..." he didn't finish his sentence but handed the bottle to Millie to inspect. The little bottle simply read "Cats Vigour Elixir by C. Hunter" and had a small glass tube in the top. It was very much like something the Potts girls would have seen in one of her herbology classes. "I think that'll do it."