Rosie listens quietly to Sabrina's explanation, Nick's reassurances, all of it only confirming how right the choice--all of her choices, everything that's led her here--is. How much she wants to be here, doing exactly this with all of them. "Then it'll be ours," she says. "Not anyone, or anything, else's."

Rosie looks from Sabrina to Nick and back again, glancing over at Charlie too, as he stands there next to her. "I'm ready."