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The little one tensed up and looked up at Julianne with wide eyes. "I'd do what she says." Tommy said. "We just want to talk and make sure you're safe. We get the police here and there's going to be a big commotion."

Rosie stared at them both for a moment, then frowned and looked back at the alley. Then at the alleys around that one. "I'm not supposed to get into the car with strangers..." she mumbled, sounding conflicted. It wasn't as though Gossamer would care if she got into the car... it was just if they went anywhere. She didn't want to get completely lost from Gossamer again.
".... you promise we won't go anywhere?" she asked, looking back up at Julianne.

Rosie looked back at the door, then back at the alley ways again. She... she didn't see Gossamer anywhere still. But that didn't mean she wasn't watching somewhere. She was still sort of on the whole "can't be seen in public in Gotham" kick. Probably in mist form somewhere.

With a small sigh, Rosie turned around and moved towards the passenger door to crawl inside. Once she was in, she gently closed the door, then nervously looked up at Julianne and Tommy.

Hoo boy... where to start? This adult was clearly more... intuitive than most she had passed by lately. If she lied more, the woman was likely going to catch on. But she couldn't just tell the truth either. Saying she was trying to break into the car or steal some hubcaps wasn't going to win her any favors. Or saying that her mom was a sorceress and they were playing a little game to get back the rest of her duplicates.

"... Rosie." she replied. "My name is Rosie. Mom lets me go out exploring as long as I keep within eyesight of her. I was... your car's really pretty. I just wanted to see it. Kind of hard to explain where I live without... people thinking they need to call child services right away..."

"Um.... well... she's um..." Rosie began, trying to think of how to explain that she wasn't quite sure where her mother was at.

Luckily, she didn't have to wonder for long. There was a slow, gentle rapping on the driver's side window. Standing outside the car was a woman with long reddish-brown hair pulled up in a messy bun. Her dark green eyes were staring down at Julianne, and her other arm was crossed over a long, black sleeved shirt that hugged her curves.

Rosie looked up at the window and instantly recognized the face. The... hair and shirt however were new to her. Not something Goss normally wore. It was too... normal looking for her. And the hair should be black.

The mother, unfortunately, wasn't smiling. Nor did she look like she was in the mood to smile. Regardless, she carefully stepped back away from the door so that the other woman could get out of the car. She took another quick look back at Rosie, who slunk down into her seat a bit as though she knew that she was in trouble.

Gossamer looked back at the woman and gave her a small but noticeable grin at her last comment. "Not at all. I'm very well aware of how dangerous this city is. And as soon as I get a few of my affairs in order, I hope to move us to some place with a little more sunlight." she replied.

"I suppose I'm what you would call the "overprotective" type. I wanted to give my daughter a bit more independence and let her walk on her own for a bit. I turned around for a minute, and she was out of my line of sight. Came just in time to see her get into your car." she added. Her mood seemed to have lifted a bit. Likely due to her now knowing that her child was no longer in any danger.

In all honestly it was more because these two seemed as though they'd be easy to deal with.

Rosie slid out of the car without hesitation and ran up to be by the side of her mother. The dark-red haired woman placed a hand on the little one's shoulder as she hugged her leg, then looked back at Julianne.

"I appreciate you wanting to keep her safe. I'm sure if you hadn't stopped her, she'd have chased a cat down the street to try and bring it home or something."