Qebhet leaned into Hecate, taking comfort in the solid certainty of her presence – reassuring, even stripped of its aura of power. Yes, one thing at a time. Still, she couldn't help the way her heart leapt when Kaden raised his head. It might not be recognition— and yet...
"Yes," she agreed. "She'll want to see him." The words slipped out naturally, and another tug of discomfort stirred in her stomach. That wasn't right. If she wanted to remind Kaden of his humanity, she ought to start by not speaking of him as though he wasn't in the room. "She'll want to see you, Kaden. I met her; she was so afraid for you."
Though how she would react to his present form, Qebhet had no idea.