Comforting A Friend (Stella, Sabriel)

Another chuckle emerged from the Arrancar at Stella’s reply, finding the sweetness that the Quincy spoke with rather cute. She knew how close the redhead had become with the petite Arrancar and it gave Sabriel no shortage of joy to know that the two were becoming closer. They both deserved some happiness and the dark haired woman certainly approved. Did she still feel a slight prickle of jealousy over their relationship? Maybe, maybe not but it was not enough to alienate her. Besides, Sabriel did not consider herself a stranger to the relationship anyway.

Walking towards the clothing shop with Stella, Sabriel would marvel at the window displays. Each one was more gorgeous than the last and she pondered whether perhaps she should pick up something herself. For the moment though, she would flick her gaze to Stella again, sounding almost like a shopkeeper herself. “Did you have a particular look in mind?”

“Black? Yes, I believe that would suit your lovely hair perfectly.” The Arrancar replied with a nod, gently guiding Stella through the various aisles of dresses, pausing from time to time to look one over. They were all rather beautiful and Sabriel felt almost like a child in a sweetshop, as humans liked to say. Which one was perfect for Stella thought was quite the difficult question and the dark haired woman’s brows furrowed as she kept searching.

She would come to a halt beside a display of sundresses, beautiful items of clothing that Sabriel certainly would like to see the redhead in and coming to a stop, Sabriel would motion her head towards them. “Perhaps one of these? Sundresses are rather lovely and I have quite the fondness for them myself. I am certain that Veralia would adore you wearing one as well.”

Taking the most attractive one from the display, she would turn around and hold it up for Stella to see. It was a tad revealing perhaps but nothing that would embarrass the Quincy or at least Sabriel hoped it would not. “Not too risque and it does a lovely job of making your beautiful red locks stand out.” It made other aspects of her friend stand out too but the lavender eyed woman kept that to herself.

Smiling as Stella as she came out of the changing room, Sabriel considered herself incredibly lucky to see her friend wearing such a lovely item of clothing. It suited the redhead perfectly in the Arrancar’s opinion and she would nod her head approvingly. What was most important to her though was the fact that Stella looked a little happier, which had been the whole reason for them meeting up to begin with. Sabriel was most certainly glad that she had been able to help a touch in her own way.

“You look beautiful, my dear.” She complimented Stella with complete sincerity. “It suits you perfectly and I am sure that Veralia will adore it as well. I know your tastes are a little more conservative than mine but believe me, it looks as though it was made for you.”

Glancing to a nearby mirror, she would suggest, still smiling. “Have a look for yourself.”

With a smile, Sabriel would approach and stand beside her friend, glancing at the pair of them in the mirror for a moment. Stella was incredibly beautiful in the dress and the Arrancar was more than pleased with the result. She adored the redhead although Sabriel understood that the Quincy had a special relationship with Veralia, one that she knew a fair amount about being so close to both women. It put her in a unique position but she felt no awkwardness, hoping that the two would become closer.

“How are you two getting along?” Sabriel would ask curiously, eager to know just how Stella was feeling. It was the perfect topic in her opinion, as now more than ever, the redhead needed those who cared for her the most.

There was a look of happiness in the eyes of the Arrancar as Stella spoke about the relationship between herself and Veralia. Sabriel could not help but feel that she had a small part in bringing the two together, having been somewhat of an advisor to both women. It was lovely to hear that race no longer seemed to matter when it came to love and Sabriel hoped that over time, more couples would form, of those who cared not about where they come from, only about their feelings. “I am glad that you two are growing closer.” She gently answered, glad to hear it.

She did not quite expect what Stella said next though and Sabriel took a step forward and stopped the redhead from what she was doing. “That is not going to be for a long time, Stella. Think about the present and not about the future. That being said, I promise that I will take care of Veralia if something should happen to you. I give you my word.”