There's relief, at least, overlaying the other feelings-- feelings she doesn't think will go without further scrutiny all the much longer. It isn't the time for that yet, she knows, from both her conversations with Charlie and Nick and from within someplace in herself. Something not that different from knowing the way the moon fills and empties, she thinks.

"We're all okay," Sabrina answers, affirming and promising. "We are."

She presses her face into Rosie's shoulder for a moment, perilously close to the curve of her neck, and then steps back. "There has to be a first time to talk about it, though, so-- I thought now. I've talked with Nick and Charlie, of course. Which I'm sure you know."