Wheeling Gull Isle almost like a clear blue breeze

Seeing her sister upset only caused more anxiety to brew in Huā. At this moment she needed to be the stable, reassuring sister- which was difficult, considering her tendency towards paranoia. Still she had to try her best- she nudges Ying with her muzzle gently, hoping to provide what little comfort she could. All the while nervous negative thoughts wormed their way into her mind. Don't worry so much. Maybe it's just not time yet- wait a week more and see how you feel then? She advises, tone soft. 

Ying tells her that it was on the day of the altercation- which she found slightly amusing, considering there had been three suitors waiting for her and none chosen. Her sister was quite the catch then, pulling so many men- and rightfully so. Protective, the mermaid thought nuvujak only deserved the best. Which she secretly believed was Astaroth, who had been amusing and good-hearted when she'd met him- but she would keep such things to herself. She could not recall the amount of days either, she was no historian, and so she would err on the side of positivity, asserting that It has not been so long. Perhaps the little ones are still forming.