Terence wasn't into following the whole "buddy system" bullshite. He wasn't a child, and he most certainly wasn't afraid of whatever was out there. Really, he was itching for a chance to run into whoever the attacker was face to face, mostly so he could punch theirs in. Plus, he liked the outdoors. He was a chain smoker, and more often than not he was wandering the grounds in one way or another so he didn't have to deal with air clearing charms and dirty looks from people indoors. He had actually set up shop in a small part of the woods, right where grass met trees where he whittled away logs and sticks and other things, just to waste away the time until this damn quarantine ended. Fuck, he needed to get out of here. The memories were driving him insane.
He had actually been on his way back into the castle when he heard someone yelling. But this didn't seem like yells of terror or fear, no... this was anger. Pretty sure he heard a choice insult in that yell. Anger was something Terence knew well enough, that was for sure. He noticed who it was right away as well, and stood back in the shadows for a moment watching her, wondering if he should let her be. Maybe she needed to be alone, but at the same time his curiosity won out. He wanted to know what was wrong, why she was so upset.
Walking up next to her so maybe she would hear him coming and not be too jumpy he cleared his throat after a moment and knelt down next to her. Without really thinking about it he shrugged out his leather jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Anything I can do?" he asked quietly to her, his voice a little rough.