That he'd fainted at the dinner table was concerning in itself, that he wasn't fully brought out of it by the eye-watering spell she'd just cast mere inches from his nostrils was doubly so. He was at least making movements and noises that suggested he wasn't dead or in pain, if anything he just sounded as though it was 4am and he was fast asleep in bed.

Audra cupped his cheek and then his forehead and decided he seemed perfectly normal in that regard too. His coloring wasn't off and really the only thing odd about him seemed to be his lack of consciousness. She suddenly coughed very hard, only just managing to stop herself from gagging, the odor from her own spell finally getting the best of her. As it clearly wasn't bringing him around Audra ended the spell. "If this doesn't work, I think perhaps you ought to," she said in response to Ford's mention of a healer. She wasn't sure whether it was reassuring or not that Noble hadn't mentioned feeling ill or suffering from anything to his brother earlier.

"Rennervate!" If the reviving spell didn't work she was out of spell ideas but more importantly, if the reviving spell didn't work then it had to mean some seriously potent magic was at work here and she might have to join in with the panicking. "Noble?" She took hold of his hand. "Chicky, squeeze my hand if you can hear me." Panic was finally starting to creep into her voice.

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