What makes a family

“I’m gettin by” he said, admitting a touch impatience in his tone with a smile. She didn’t come sit beside him, but that was okay. He could read her nervousness in her posture, and knew what was on her mind. “Me and Zee, we did talk it over” he said, knowing they would all be better off by not beating around the bush. “And at the end of the day, we love you, very much” was that the first time he had admitted to loving her outloud? He always tried to avoid saying it, first because he knew he was not good enough for her, and then not to hurt her one he and Zee had found each other.

“We want to give you a place beside us, to allow you into our den, and share in the comforts of our presence. In truth, I can think of nothing more relaxing than having all I love under one roof - but in order for it to work as something more, we would need ground rules, the line in the sand of what we can live with.” he explained, his voice gentle. “At the end of the day, Zee is my wife, and you are my Empress, so what kind of dynamic does that leave us with? Would you share a meal with us, sleep beside my wife, and see where this takes us? Or do you want more than that?” Sirius was content to let things grow naturally, but want did Deathbelle want?