Rosita waits while she's quiet, watching but not afraid to look down at her glass of water, to give Dinah the time she needs to decide what she's going to say about it. She's already said plenty. Rosita doesn't need to make her relive the details unless it's something Dinah does herself.

What she chooses is to talk about Faith, and Rosita leans her head in her hands and listens.

"Those things have a way of sealing people together. How long did you know her?"