Blacktail Deer Plateau Command me to be well

Selfishly, Rosalyn did not bring up the terms of the litter, nor his position in their lives should something occur.  It was a far flung thing and could be sorted out later; outright denial towards Firefly was likely part of what had inspired his departure, but she found herself drawn to Rosencrantz in a way she hadn't been to the other man.  His manner was stoic; comfortable, a respectful distance that drew her to prod into it rather than send her away.  She was intrigued.

So when he finished, she chuckled.  I'm sure you'll rise to the occasion, she said, then gave him a look that suggested a bit more.  But... if you are worried, I'm not opposed to a trial.  Her tone left little doubt what she was referring to... it had been so long since she had offered such to a man.  Yet she hoped he would take it.  She could use the distraction it would bring.