With Steven so yielding to her touch, she gently presses a kiss to his forehead. The boys body will slacken as she does, as if his muscles have been compelled to relax. Still, she pays little heed to what anyone else is doing. The mother and son seem completely entranced in each other.

She touches the crystal horns on his head, and the gem on his belly. They are both stained blue by the Rose, this she knows. She simply had no idea how beautiful it would be until she saw it.

However, there area few things she likes far less.

Moving a hand up to his hair, she carefully grabs a hold of one of his ears, drawing it out to look at. Next, she folds over one of his paws, looking at their bestial form with disapproval.

"What has been done to you?" she asks, softly. Steven still does't speak. "This is mutilation."

She sounds angry. Not at Steven, but instead the way he looks. At least, she's not angry at him yet.