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rose_of_baron April 15 2008, 05:16:22 UTC
Rosa turned her hand up in response to the touch that had settled upon her own. Just.. holding it. For a while she could not look up to muster the smile or the words to tell Miranda that everything was fine. Everything was or would be fine. Especially now. But after she had tried so hard to be diligent and clear-headed, suddenly sinking into the delayed relapse was not encouraging, or constructive, to herself or any others. And worst yet she would worry her new friends.

"I'm... fine." Rosa answered with a feeble smile, glancing up to the two beautiful women around her. Tired, dirty, and haggard as they might have been in the time spent within the cell, they were beautiful people.

"Isn't it wonderful?" Rosa went on, lightly squeezing Miranda's hand. "You're ankle will be cured very soon." Perhaps it wasn't her fault, but she still felt some remorse for being unable to heal the wound with her magic. So long as it would be properly taken care of, it was all she could really hope for.

Even as she tried to distract from her own state of self, Rosa could not help the traces of tears from prickling the back of her eyes. Hopefully the darkness would veil the shimmer.

"I know I'm not alone. Not with you both here by my side," Rosa finally admitted after a moment's more of restrained silence. "But I truly believed that he would come here for me. It was naive of me, I know."

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pilferess April 15 2008, 19:49:25 UTC
Rikku wasn't sure who Rosa was talking about, but it sounded important. "Maybe he couldn't," Rikku ventured. "Or maybe he started out with them, but couldn't make it all the way. I mean, that one team got attacked really bad, y' know? Maybe he had to turn back."

Rikku hesitantly placed her hand on Rosa's shoulder. "I'm sure he--whoever he is--still cares. Maybe he's waiting back home, getting some kind of big... welcome home party together," Rikku suggested.

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