It had...just been a knee jerk reaction. She hadn't even thought twice about addressing him by his name as opposed to his title.

Her fingers clutch at the material of his jacket as dread rolls through her body.

"Hercules..."

She doesn't even know what to say -- she knows how important Max is, how important he is to everyone. The only thing that she knows to do is stand right here, and take his hand. Anything she says would cheapen the situation.