[color=c4df9b][b]Rosemary[/b][/color][hr]

She took in a deep breath, the air whistling through her broken flesh as she did so. 

There was no regret, no bad feelings, no anger, remorse, fear. Only acceptance. Rosemary really was dead, wasn't she? Thus, there wasn't any real resistance to her [i]repairing[/i] her body with parts from the fallen. But...

[color=7ea7d8]"I don't care. What about you, Rose?"[/color]

Now that Yuno has her attention, Rosemary looked over her for a moment, as if making sure she was repaired as good as possible. Still with barely any expression on her face, she slapped her, before pulling her in for a hug.

[color=c4df9b]"Don't... fight like that... again, please?"[/color]

The fear, anxiety, and worry resurfaced slightly, no longer pushed down by the necessity of keeping her combat instincts sharp. 

[color=c4df9b]"We leave them. No use fighting."[/color]