Ankyra Sound Didn't it rain?

I'm laughing at my own joke help

Oh boy.  She was going to need to get used to this, wasn't she?  He craned to look and she felt that familiar flame of irritation ignite at the obvious attention her new face recieved, irritation that she tried to hide smoothly as soon as it surfaced.  And here I am, face of the sound, she said somewhat tersely, though she kept a light smile in place.  Nothing.  It meant nothing.

But I'm not her leader.  You'd be wanting Caiaphas for that.  Before she comes, what makes you want to sign on here?  Rosalyn wasn't honestly all that interested in doing the woman's job for her, but she'd recruited too many of her own to lose the habit.  That and now that she'd stepped in this, the idea of sitting here in silence while this guy oogled her face was only slightly more attractive an idea than throwing herself from the sound's cliffside.  

Also - Nails.  The hell kind of name was that?