We'll fight until you forget who you belong to

Deathbelle was amused that she had been reduced to a simple healer as Sirius introduced her. The change was refreshing, and she wouldn’t be the one to reveal her true identity as of yet. Bast had mostly explained what she was coming upon, but being forbidden to ask the real questions did bother the woman. Hopefully the mysteries would reveal themselves in time. For now, Deathbelle was eager to help the man she once loved pick up his messes.

”Hello, Dove.” She said softly, trying to prove Sirius’s words that she was indeed trustworthy. The star spangled man denied her help, and insisted that she see to the Warlord’s wounds first. He was obviously nervous, and though she didn’t move towards him he backed away from her. ”Maybe he’s worse off but I’m sure he deserves to wait a few moments.” She stole a teasing look at Sirius before she tried to approach the flighty man.

”Will you let me see to you?” She asked permission to approach, and had no desire to push him too hard.