Dinah laughs too. She's never really had many friends, though the number's growing the longer she stays in Duplicity.
"Yeah, I guess. I've never had it written in before. I mean, Faith and I were in a relationship: we didn't need it, and before that, it was Roman..." She tails off.
"Would you wanna? Kiss me, I mean? As a start?" Because she would. Kiss Rosita, she means. Maybe get the other woman to loosen her guard just a little, just enough to let the knife at her hip sit on the bedside table.