"Good job not starting with the haunted house," she says, light and with just enough teasing to make it feel like something normal. They both know the way Sabrina's focus lies; it couldn't ever have been anything else.

And Rosie wouldn't want it to.

"All of that is...I'm interested in all of it," she adds, and if it feels a little clunky, a little awkward, it's a sensation that passes soon enough with Sabrina's hand warm in hers. She's in charge here, just as she wanted. Even if the thought of it is new, her old doubts and worries still at the back of her mind, Rosie's not letting go of that power. "Although if a skeleton jumps out at us when we're on the haunted ride, I'm not responsible for how loudly I scream."