The Tangle welcome to the panic room

Rosalyn nodded.  Another medic would come in handy, perhaps, though she could hope they had little use for his skill.  Solaire was learning, perhaps he could help to teach her more of what he knew.

I'd like to meet him, when he comes.  He was allowed a conditional membership, based on his relationship with Alarian, but unlike this man she did not have a face or demeanor to trust.  Their children were near old enough to be considered adults, but that did not mean Rosalyn trusted just anyone among their ranks.  Their safety was on her mind in every encounter and accepting a complete stranger idiocy.

We can speak more then.  For now, I'll let you return to him so that you can talk.  She smiled, albeit a bit distractedly.  Her mind was already drifting back to their troubles.  That was a better conversation for the both of them, though.  A final consideration before they truly signed on with the crew of the cliffs.

WC: 164