The lies Ezra was spewing were so barbed and direct that Rosie knew instantly they couldn't possibly be true. She cheeks grew rosy at the more vulgar suggestions he made but mercifully, she otherwise maintained her composure. (Later, she would run the conversation over and over again until she could understand what sparked the sudden change in him.)

"You loved me, Ezra. I never questioned that." She stated despite knowing the latter half to be false. Rosie had questioned his love time and time again as she struggled to comprehend why he would betray her so terribly. Normally, she came to the conclusion that he had loved her so intensely that not revealing the secret was his only way of keeping her. This time, though, she was wondering if her doubts were possibly true.

Her hand remained suspended in the air between them so that she might remain ready to catch him should he fall. "Please, let me help you. I'll get you seated and then find someone to take you to the hospital. I know the healers there now, they're good — they can help, okay?"

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