just say there is nothing holding you back

His friend was silent as he seated himself beside Mortis, giving the winged Fatalis some time to process what was going on in his mind. Almost unconsciously, Mort untucked a wing, and gently folded it around his friend. Holding the white wolf in the soft folds of the feathers.

After admitting what had happened today, Mortis turned and pressed his nose to the side of the smaller wolf's scruff, drawing comfort from his companion. “I… I don’t know. I suppose explanations will come, but she looked pretty battered. My siblings had some pretty mixed feelings, too. Her death messed us all up, drew us apart. Is her coming back going to make us better, or worse?” In what way was the Armada going to change from this huge reveal?

"Speech"