Dragoncrest Cliffs nor her dear parents, but

Rosalyn smiled, though her worry wasn't helped by the words. She knew fretting over Erzulie wouldn't help things but some things she simply couldn't help. That did not mean she had to show it. She would continue to keep a sharp eye, though, and to bring food to help to keep her strong. You, cariño, weak? I will believe it if I see it. She circled around a bit to bring her side next to Erzulie's, allowing her wife to lean into her if she wanted. But if you need to be, I'm here. The answer worked in twofold; they could be honest with each other, but she was also prepared to pick up what needed to be carried for a while. Especially this year.

Wintersbane. She did not recall that name, so assumed that she was speaking of their proximity. They were friendly to her? It was hardly a question because if they hadn't been, no doubt they'd be dealing with it. If they aren't trouble like the mountain was, I don't mind. But we should keep an eye on them.