Sleeping Dragon is 'i love you' a fact or weapon?

Even as the commander answered her, a quiet whimper from the nearby den reminded Wildfire that not all families were traditional. Gavriel and Gyda were not mates, after all. The yearling licked her lips and retrained her focus upon Thuruingwethil. She was getting way ahead of herself, in any case. She had only just learned that her feelings weren't unrequited only moments ago. This was no time to jump into alternative family planning. Still, the Heda's quiet affirmation made her heart beat a little faster for a split second.

Clearing her throat, Wildfire found herself just sort of gazing at the other woman for a second before inarticulately blurting, "Well, ummm." She still didn't have any idea where this left the two of them. She had been so convinced that none of this would ever happen that Wildfire sincerely hadn't thought of what she'd do if it did come to pass. What now? she sort of mouthed to herself even as she gravitated toward Thuringwethil, lightly touching their muzzles together and letting her eyes close momentarily.

Their breaths mingled for a few seconds before Wildfire whispered, "Is this okay?"