Moonspear we're gonna die young.

Wait did she... Did she just play the kid card?  On her?  Did she look like a bleeding heart?  Fat chance.  She had her own hunting to do.  Her own places to go.  Why did these sorry sods always think she should help them out of their own stupidity?

Damn it.  She was going to help, wasn't she?  Roz, you pushover.

Rosalyn breathed a long-suffering sigh, giving in.  "Fine."  If this woman was so avid to get back to her kid, she could probably help her out.  This once.  But after this, she was done with charity cases for a time.  "Just... Wait here.  I know where to go."  Not that she looked like she could do much more than wait here anyways.  

That kid didn't deserve to have his mom disappear, even if she was an idiot.