There was nothing left of Ben other than his body and his family. His soul had moved on, surrendering the vessel to Cronus. But Rhea would need to learn about the life Cronus had crafted as Ben Harrison. Few knew him as Cronus, and for her to be in his life again, she'd need to be in the life that was made public.
Cronus paused kissing her flesh long enough to allow her to remove the shirt, exposing a rainbow of colors beneath. "And I you," he whispered. And as Rhea got up, he took her hand and followed wherever she led. He'd follow her anywhere.