(Abby doesn't bother to ask whether she wants to know about Abby's first infected, or the first human kill.) Thirteen, (she completes, looking steadily at River. It doesn't shock her to hear any of it. Maybe she's not really the right person to tell something like that to.) That's not old, River. We were kids.
(At the time she didn't get that. She didn't understand why her dad cried in the wake of the unmoving body, but she does now.)
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(At the time she didn't get that. She didn't understand why her dad cried in the wake of the unmoving body, but she does now.)
What happened?