Roslyn looked up at Tony when he replied to her mumbling, she didn't know he could hear her mumbling. She always knew the Glaciers were rough to their enemies, but she had never seen this much damage to any of the slaves of her gang.  Sure they got kicked around a lot, but that was normal, at least for her it was. But the extent that Tony was hurt, went farther than anything she had seen before. She didn't hear Tony come back and she looked confused. She got up and she headed toward where she last saw him, but he wasn't there either. She sighed and saw a room, for a while she stood there arguing with herself if she should go in there or if she should leave him to his thoughts. Roslyn bit her lip and she quietly walked to the room and knocked on the door. As soon as she did she expected for him to scream at her to leave, it was that way at the gang's place. If she had ever tried to comfort anyone they would all scream at her and so eventually she stopped asking people how they were, and if she could comfort them she didn't try anymore.<br/><br/>She would give it one last shot with Tony, she didn't know if she had hit a hard string when they were talking. Or did she make him feel uncomfortable when she was cleaning his wound. She leaned into the door frame waiting to be shut out or let in, but as she was waiting she held her breath, not that she knew she just did.