As Joshua asks his question, Rose's smile widens from polite/friendly to approving. Leaning her back against the door, she steeples her fingers conspiratorially.

"Now that is a good question." She cocks her head and looks off into the distance as if she's thinking of how to answer. "If we assume I'm being honest, forthcoming, and clear in my guidance--none of which I'm obligated to be, mind you--then my advice would certainly lead the recipient on a path that's auspicious for them."

Her lilac-colored eyes lock back onto Joshua, and she waits for his next good question. Will he pierce to the heart of things?