Not for anything did animals find solace under the gentle hands of Caitlin and she knew, without question, that Nat was doing badly. Quietly, moving away from the others, she took a seat next to Nat on the floor. She didn't touch him, not yet anyhow. Instead, she remained silent and watched him with a practiced eye. He looked pale and the way he held his jaw indicated that he definitely was dealing with either pain or nausea - maybe both. 

At last, wary that he may just snap at her, she slid a hand along his arm and pressed her fingers into his palm, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. Leaning in close, she kept her voice low. "I can get Pomfrey if you want. Or," she said, quickly, "I can try to see what I can do with a few charms. I do a pretty decent job on animals."

Not that he was an animal, but it was her experience. Animals.