Time does seem to halt for a moment, catching and snagging as Sabrina looks at her and ever-so-slightly leans forward--and then it's done, the stairs rattling under their feet as they go hand in hand towards their assigned car. She would have let it happen, Rosie realizes, a thought that's nothing but warming and wanting. She's had the time to want that, now.

Rosie slides into the car first, finding her side of the safety belt and handing it to Sabrina to cinch tight across both of their laps.