The scream made her jump, and the crone wasn't used to such sounds coming from those lips. She knew that he could probably make them, but she'd never had the experience. She moved closer, her hands on his shoulder as she tried to comfort him, to let him know he wasn't all by himself. Her fingers combed through his hair.
"I'm here." She still didn't use his name. She wasn't sure whose name to use. Her hands moved over his skin, touching his jaw, his cheeks. She was there, for him, no matter who he was. She leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, then lower to his lips.
"I'm right here." The destruction around her ignored, and she wouldn't bother noticing it until she had to. Perhaps it had been the only way to channel some of the power she'd been subject to throughout the change. She kissed him again.