Strange eyed the creature on his shoulder, much more interested in that than the whining child. He'd seen children face much worse than this with much less complaining. For a moment he was worried that the... catblin? Gobat? That the whatever it was would try and eat his cloak.

His cloak seemed to have the same concern though as the high collar batted the thing off of him. Strange conjured a small globe of light and tossed it at Mayhem.

"Here, have a snack."