"Oh, darling," she says as Sabrina pulls herself up a little, something seeking and needy in the way she burrows against Rosie's side. There's a stupid kind of nobility in the things she says, the way she'd chosen to sequester herself here out of some desire to save the rest of them, but they need her close as much--more, maybe--as she thinks she needs to be away. She wraps her arms around Sabrina's shoulders, guiding her a little more against her front as she presses a kiss to the side of her face. "I understand, I do."

Sabrina accepts the invitation with a lack of resistance Rosie might have thought suspicious, if it wasn't for the drawn look in her face and the morose darkness of her eyes, but a yes is a yes and Rosie isn't about to let her change her mind. "I'll tell them everything. Whatever you want them to know," she promises. "There's a taxi waiting outside, or better be, for what I paid him." She manages a smile, then kisses Sabrina again, holding her tight for a moment before she lets go and gets up, helping the other girl to her feet.

"Come on."