Ankyra Sound i shall glimpse instead the slurried red

Rosalyn favored Erzulie with a lean in while they waited, her own thoughts elsewhere.  She had met the man who Erzulie wanted to speak with, and she felt she didn't quite hold the same regard for him.  It had been a tense night, and she was not fast to form bonds.  It had surprised her to hear that this was her wife's choice, honestly, but she wasn't bothered; as long as Erzulie felt comfortable in the arrangement she'd be content.

She watched him come up with a somewhat closed expression, not wanting to give much away.  This was his and Erzulie's conversation, for the most part; she was here for support and to hear his answer, but anticipation definitely had her stomach in knots.

Feel free to skip me at any point if you wish! I'll hop in/out most likely depending