So Seivarden let herself be pushed back, reluctantly, and pulled away her hand, wiped her mouth with the back of the other one, and sank down on her knees. She looked up at Rosa, not surprised necessarily, but wanting to know of she had some idea of her own she wanted to go with now. Seivarden wasn't going to object probably, although now that she could think a little more clearly about it, she might need to slow down a bit.