Rose quickly took cover down in the third class dormitory as soon Cal had walked away from the steerage, who was trying in vain to look for his beloved Sweetpea. That would be the last time she had ever saw, or heard, of him ever again. Thinking Cal would still be hot on her trail, Rose carefully took a peek, only to be greeted by the ship's small number of steerage passengers in the mess hall. Her eyes later met with those of a little girl of Irish origin. Rose knew this little girl lost her parents in the disaster, and decided to take her in as her own.