Dragoncrest Cliffs a paean

Rosalyn would never learn. She'd resolved to, as she felt no good could come of it, but the maternal protectiveness that she felt when Avicus averted her gaze was too strong to resist. She couldn't ignore it if she tried, and the similarities Avicus had noticed only cemented it.

No doubt she would break her heart too, but for now, it was a child she saw. Grown, but young. Too young to look the way she did.

Here. Let me see. She moved closer, indicating that Avicus should show her the injuries. Erzulie had done her work and the parts that Rosalyn had little knowledge on, but the pirate wasn't helpless. She'd had too many herself not to know the basics of care. It was an excuse, too... she could draw near and brush her presence against her without sentiment, under the guise of a different intent.