"Really?" she says, and doesn't hide the way her smile goes surprised and pleased as she takes the offered flower, nor the bright, soft laugh that spills from her lips. "Thank you. It's...I really like it."

Roses would have been easy, a play on her name that took almost no thought at all; that Sabrina chose a sunflower, bright and golden, is unexpectedly perfect. You're a light, she remembers her and Nick saying, what feels like forever ago now. You and Charlie. It hadn't meant so much to her before now, being seen like that.

They're being careful, taking all of this slow for now, but there's no hesitation when Rosie holds her free hand out for Sabrina to take. "So, where were you thinking we'd go?"