They had come to learn the different meanings to their fledglings ever changing moods and the way her eyes would change as they did; bright shining eyes meant she was happy, dull downcast eyes meant she was sad, burning dark meant she was angry, and bright glowing meant she was scared.
It was something they slowly learned to piece together and work around; the Healer took her with him when her eyes became downcast and carried her around with him, offering her silent comfort in the form of him being there, she preferred to simply be held close when she was sad. The oldest Prince often took her with him when her eyes blazed in her anger, letting her help him during training, allowing her to work that rage in her belly down before swooping her up to sit on his shoulders. It was Gabriel who spent most time with her when they shined bright with happiness, chasing after her and Zaves as they pranked him, and letting her hang from his shoulders as he made his deliveries. But it was always the Morningstar that she always turned to when they glowed with fear. It was his arms she would crawl up into, his lap she would curl up in, and his embrace to hide away from the things that haunted her mind.
None of them would ever turn her away when she came to them with a different shade to her eyes, all trying to achieve the matter in getting them back to their brightness that followed with her smile but remained at her side without question as was the way with her being the youngest of their flock.
And Akeelah felt better knowing that they cared enough for her to be there.