not quite meet the parents

Gloom both felt hyper aware and completely lost, she was lazer focused in on Plague and so only noticed her brother's rushing to her side as they physically connected with her, the hammering of her heart slowing slightly and she closed her eyes, trying to force herself to focus on her breathing. Their words sounded like they were coming at her from underwater.

She turned her head to push her face into Spirit's fur. It was easier to get herself under control when she was able to shut out everything else but the feeling, the scent of her brothers penning her in. The pressure on her sides was comforting, in it's own way. Gloom could not have said how long she stayed like that, getting her breathing under control, though it wouldn't return to a normal calmness it would become less hysterical and slowly, ever so slowly she pulled away from her brother, tipping her head back to search out Spirit's gaze, looking for a little last reassurance.

She couldn't look at Plague directly, but it wasn't meant to be rude, rather she was doing everything in her power to keep herself and her fears under control. She's tip her muzzle towards him, taking a few tries to get her voice to finally work. "I-if Void trusts you..." She didn't seem able to finish it but it was clear, despite her own struggles she trusted her brother, and would trust his judgement on this stranger.

"Speech"