Dragoncrest Cliffs i am all out of pity and gods to please you with

In the morning.  A bit of a weight lifts, though she isn't sure she should so readily trust it.  So she just nodded, then looked aside, from her periphery watching as Anatumbra left.  For a minute she wondered why the woman had come.  Well, if she'd had something to say, Rosalyn's words had apparently dispelled it.

There'd been a time she might have gladly accepted the offer presented. A time they might have been friends, and perhaps Rosalyn had wanted something more, the first time she lived among these cliffs.  Now, though, held among them against her will - she couldn't stand the sight of them, not even for the sake of winter.  She had nowhere to go, but she couldn't stay here.

Despite her hunger, she left the food where it lay, turning her back on it to stare inscrutably at the water beyond.