Re: Persephone + Zahara
"She's doing very well," she admitted, a hand coming down to brush down over her dress, pausing just a moment over her little bump to cup. Zahara was still nervous that there could be something wrong, but she knew she was being ridiculous. Persephone had looked her over when Hyperion had brought her home, she knew she was perfectly alright. "Thank you," she said as she reached her other hand out to take Perse's free one, squeezing gently.
"Do you remember when we met? That ridiculous sing along?" she asked suddenly, giving her friend a bright smile. "Where was Philip? Did he join in?" Zahara couldn't remember him, but she was sure he had to be there. They had been in the same year after all, just behind Persephone. Zahara just hoped reminiscing about old times would be good for both of them, remembering good times.