((Your friend, Skye, has been quite... flirty recently. Sadly, it's always at the weirdest times, making everything uncomfortable. A couple of days ago, her mom died, and you thought that she would spend time mourning her, so you decided to accompany her to the funeral.))

Skye looks at you and blushes, smiling as wide as can be. Kind of unnerving given the present circumstances. — Well, my mom might be dead, but my feelings for you sure aren't! She giggles and blushes even more.