By this point, Hydra had relegated herself to higher reaches. Leta thought to check in on her, too, but knew it was a sensitive time. Once she had tried, but got the sense that Hydra did not wish to be found... that Osiris could was testament to more than simply his skill, but Hydra's own trust in her son. And Leta, as she looked at him and noted the pause, feeling she knew the reason behind it... Leta had that same trust.
She settled in nearer, forgetting for the moment her reason for coming at all. “You are going to be an amazing big brother, Osiris, once again,” Leta started with, “and they are going to be sooooo safe because of you, and just, love you so much,” she continued on, “I just know it,” she encouraged, and then said, “and I will help too, in all the ways that I can. Be there for them, and for you,” her tail waved as she looked to him, a soft smile on her features.
Leta had almost forgotten the reason she had come. Almost. But it lingered on the tip of her tongue then, and she practiced a dozen different ways to ask him about what Altair said... but it did not feel right, with his present worries. She did not want to give him yet another thing to worry about, or even question... And to her, it hardly felt like a question, it felt like some natural thing.
Biting her tongue, Leta pressed closer to him. Almost possessively, she drew a foreleg over him and said, “we aren't gonna lose this. We can't,” and though they had things ripped from them before, it felt now as though it would not happen again somehow. And Leta was not going to lose another moment to wondering if that would happen, not when, as she looked at Osiris, she saw her future right there. With him, with his family too, and West was here...
“I have such a stupid question,” she said with a laugh then, looking away and rising to all fours to dart a few steps off. “Uhm, well, I feel like, well,” she fumbled, not knowing how to start this, “well, I have also been... in a little bit of a daze. Mostly focusing on... improving, becoming stronger, but... I realized that... maybe I may have missed something else that matters too,” she fought for control over her tongue, and at least was able to get this much out. “Like, maybe, uhm, the fact that... well, is it a fact??? Did you... are you my boyfriend? Do you... did you... want to be... I...”
Her expression read as "Jesus take the wheel of my life" as she looked to him, then away, again holding her tongue before it could say anything else stupid like that. Cards on the table, sort of, right?
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