She takes his hand in her- the skin between her bandages is odd, soft and stiff at the same time, like it's formed of ash, while sanguine claws- wait, are those her bones?- jut out from her fingertips. And then, she begins to hum.

At first, it's just a sound, but then the tone splits. There are five channels now, their pitches slowly shifting as if someone were slowly turning a dial on a radio, searching for a specific frequency. The sound starts to sink into John's hand, into his bones, and he knows without being told that she is finding his sound.

It takes a while. Magic works differently here, and muscle memory gets in the way, but little by little, the vibrations travel through Jon's body, filling him up, circulating through him with every beat of his heart. And every beat feels amplified to every inch of his body.

"Now, close your eyes, and do not be afraid" she gently commands, voice steeped in otherworldly reverb. The humming does not stop. Whatever she's using to make that sound is separate from her speaking voice.