Still holding tight to Claudius's hands, he lifts them to place a kiss on his knuckles. "And -- what can I do to help with it? I'm -- well, I don't have Magnus' ability to grow anything with magic, but I am pretty good with plants in general, or -- or if there's something else that I'd be better suited to helping with -- just, just let me know, you know I'd do anything for you, dear." The thought of anything, or anyone hurting Claudius here is beyond terrible. Dionysus said he would protect him as best he can, and he keeps good on his word.