Sabina's executioners allow her to lie curled up in the fetal position for a few minutes. She finally rolls onto her back again, her legs splayed. She gives no thought to that, it's just the most comfortable position. The throbbing pain in her wrists and the feeling of the cold iron that pierces them and holds them tightly to the timber is all her mind can deal with now. The crowd, standing close all around her, continue to watch and be entertained, for the moment, by this naked, tortured slave girl. Some of them chat and laugh among themselves.
The two Nubians move in closer on either side of her beam; it will not be long now until they begin the process of lifting her up and hanging her on the cross.
FYI, I had struggled with getting this genital prop to look right, get the right color for her inner lips, etc., all through the Nailing scenes up to this point. I thought I had finally got it looking pretty good here, so I took a lot of pictures of it, even one closeup.