He could feel those waves of terror from her; he shuddered but left himself open to her. If all he could do was give her comfort and support, then he would. Tears slipped through his tightly closed eyes, but he smiled and filled his mind with the image of her in the Huntgrounds, strong and beautiful. The way he saw her, with all the awe and desire her true self inspired in him, and desperately hoping she would be bolstered seeing it in her own mind.

"How long 'til the airport?" he choked out to the cabbie.