Ankyra Sound And even though I listened, I never heard a word they said.

It worked out!

There was little right now that could bring Rosalyn's mood down, not even the indecipherable face of her once-ally, then once-enemy.  She saw the flicker, but ignored it, resolved that what needed to be said was going to be said.  A lot of what had happened was water under the bridge to her now, but that didn't mean a small part of her resented what she was about to have to speak.

I owe you a thank you, she said, meeting Caiaphas' eyes with her own single one now.  I didn't say it when I returned but, for trying.  And for giving her a home.  Thank you.  She gave a small huff of laughter, for her own difficulty saying it.  Just words, but they had a lot of history to reckon with.