Ankyra Sound and the cries of your writhings shall rise

She couldn't agree more.  And for all her faults, Niamh had fire to her - enough that Rosalyn didn't relish crossing her path again.  She nodded, and looked at their sons affectionately.  I thought so too.  But they will do well, I think... better than most.  With she and Erzulie to guide them, they could be no less.  They would not grow to be men like their father.  If her children ran, it would be with reason.

I thought perhaps the regret would last, she said, gazing at Reyes in particular.  The boy had her color, and she wondered briefly what he would grow to become.  It was impossible to even fathom yet.  But it didn't.  Caiaphas had been right.  She did not intend to repeat the process - she felt perhaps her body could not handle it, regardless.  But it had been worth it in the end, even for one.