awkward talk

Zee saw the Empress' dark cheeks as they began to flush and knew her assumption was right. To be honest she knew very little about Deathbelle and Io's budding relationship, though from the way the healer spoke of her she'd assumed there was a story beginning to unfold. Though Deathbelle's voice seemed saddened as well, and Zee couldn't understand why she'd feel anything but happiness at finding another wolf to fill the hole in her heart. "I'm glad she's helped you." Zee began carefully, soft blue eyes set upon her friends' expression. "Why does it sound like there is a 'was' in that sentence?" She moved closer to come alongside Deathbelle rather then face her, her head lifting to rest upon the Empress' shoulder comfortingly. "Did it not end up working out?" Zee didn't know how much she was allowed to ask, how much her friend would be willing to say. She struggled with wanting to help while still wanting to respect Deathbelle's space.