Ankyra Sound a bruise upon the silent moon

Nothing - she could do nothing.  Caiaphas arrived quickly, and as she did Rosalyn backed against the wall, remaining inside but giving Erzulie space to do what she needed.  Something told her that remaining close would only hinder.  She watched her cry out and felt the stirring of panic ignite in her throat, making it hard for her to breathe.  

As she did, the ache that had started as a clench became a spike, burying itself into her and causing her to close her eyes.  Not now.  Fuck, not now.. It was too soon, and she couldn't.... 

She tried to calm herself but the panic wouldn't abate.  So she stayed where she was and focused only on the sound of Erzulie's struggle as she attempted to ground herself against the earth at her back.  For the thousandth time, she wanted to scream - this was a mistake.  She wasn't ready.