Faced with that gaze, wild, hurt and mean, Kash felt puny. Nothing he could say and none of his magic could fix that kind of hurt and he had the clear sense there was nothing he could destroy either. Best he could do would be make her sleep, but it would all be there again when she woke up.

He rubbed a hand over his face and then gestured out in front of him. "Don't stop on my account. Nothing worse than having a scream trapped in your chest, scratching and clawing to get out." Hell, he'd join her if he could. That just wasn't his heart's sound.