Seaside Moors Longs for sun and lays in the dark

yes!

It was a risk, calling a child out in a vulnerable place.  She knew such things had likely driven her own son away, a choice she now carried.  But Raleska didn't close her out, or deny the words.  Rosalyn watched as she sagged with the weight of them, then uttered words that the pirate certainly didn't expect.  Thank you.

Aye, she said, rising to follow.  She wouldn't pursue it further tonight.  She'd given Raleska enough to think on, she imagined, though she was surprisingly touched by the response.  She'd doubted herself so many times these past few years, but then moments like these came, and it suddenly felt as if she wasn't drowning in it.