She tucks her hair back fondly, gives her a gentle squeeze. "He'll be great."

Though when Victor hears the scream and runs to the window (don't freak out) in time to see the shadowy thingy get sucked into the crystal, and she is going to be a man about this and not cry or anything but she leans against the wall, breathes in and out, wonders if this means that the world is fixed, if everything is still not working.