Hushed Willows This is something monstrous and magical. Beyond science; beyond reason.

Presentable.  Right.  The short Beta nodded and waited until Stark moved from her embrace before she side stepped to Octavia's body.  He seemed to know exactly what to do, how to nudge her this way and that to make her positioning seem almost normal.  Banner held back a cringe while she studied the body.  There were trully no words to describle the condition the former Alpha's body was in.  Clearly it the end of her life had been a long and excruciating ordeal and for once she was glad that Stark wasn't there with her to witness that slow decline.  It was.. for the best.

Hopefully, anyway.  He'd shoulder much of the blame, that she knew because he was Stark and that was how he operated.  She bent down to smooth some of the fur around Octavia's neck and shoulders.  Apparenty he'd already taken care of her face.  Her bright green gaze shifted to his face and then back to her task while they worked for a few hurried moments.  If they took too long he'd never call Tambourine and this was something that had to be done.

Banner gave him what she hoped was an approving nod, though she couldn't help the grim expression on her dark brown face.  She put a few steps of distance between herself and the deceased as she wasn't entirely sure what the social proptocal around this kind of thing was.  The kid might want space but.. well, as the boy in question approached with a cheerful greeting, she remembered that Tambourine was no normal kid.  Not knowing how to answer his question, she looked to Stark then, wondering if he should be the one to deliver the news.