Talk about work put Rose back on familiar and more comfortable ground, and some of the tension dropped out of her stance. "I'm afraid I don't know much about your kind, either," she said, regret coloring her tone. "Much of my work has been focused on humans. My abilities allow me to diagnose various supernatural issues, but there aren't a lot of reliable texts on supernatural physiology."
She stopped messing with the box of supplies, curiosity welling when he offered his help. "I appreciate the offer," she told him, grateful. "I'd prefer that nothing like Rome ever happen again, but it'd be nice to have some help to call on if it's needed." She tilted her head, observing him. "I understand your tears have healing properties?" she asked. "Do you have active healing abilities in addition? Or is the notion of 'phoenix tears' a euphemism for an active ability?"