"It isn't about having more right to it, it's just that she knows what he's gone back to," Rosie says, letting out a sigh, frustrated with her own inability to make things clear. Not that she's ever really had that, even when her life wasn't in shambles. "Better than Charlie or I. And that's a terrible thing to know."

Neil's trying to help, she knows that, and so she doesn't argue much further. It's better just to be held, to let him comfort her in this way they've found works so well--after all their practice, after everything Darrow's done to them both.