Rosie lets out a breath of her own as Sabrina wraps herself around her; something not quite a sigh and just slightly shaky. It doesn't stop the twist of nerves in her gut, not entirely. But it quiets them a little.

"I'm glad you're here," she says, keeping her friend held close for the moment. "Things went...they were wonderful, they really were." Though her face is pressed a little into Sabrina's hair, she still smiles at the memory of that evening, staying close to Nick as they talked and kissed and began to figure out what more they were to one another now. "But I wanted to see you. Needed to, I think."

She traces a hand gently along Sabrina's back--down, then back up again, soothing. "We're okay," she echoes, and though her voice is still a little hushed, it's steady all the same. "All of us are, I hope."