Rosalia followed after Rose, her expression one of quiet concern as she greeted her fellow coven members with simple glances or a fluttering of her lashes (depending of course one who they were). For the most part she was silent. This was Rose's news to break, no matter how much she wanted to swoop in and steal the attention. She clasped her hands behind her back, her steps dainty as she trailed after her friend, only a few steps behind her. She winced, as the girl's fist banged on the door, it was much louder than her own quiet knocks, perhaps displaying the difference between the two girls? Or just the urgency of the situation...

"You do not need to be in so much of a hurry, Rose, she is not going to vanish over the course of a few hours," she said, trying to reassure her closest ally in the coven.