She's found a spot by Ellie's desk, not in the chair, kinda leaning up on it. Half sitting, since there's no artwork spread across it she'd get in trouble for putting her butt on. Ellie is sitting on her bed. It strikes her as almost funny, the way they carefully position themselves in a space relative to each other, it's almost... performative? Not that she's about to go and join Ellie on her bed, but.
A sigh. Okay. Her arms are folded loosely across herself.
"I- wanted to say thanks, for what happened back in Seattle. It was really good to have you there, I wouldn't have been able to handle it by myself." Obviously Ellie wasn't holding it together for her, Abby isn't trying to suggest that. But she does think a bit of gratitude is in order. "You did really good, against the rat king." A big breath out, and she unfolds a little, skimming her hands down her face, "Fuck, I can't believe we made it out of that."
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She's found a spot by Ellie's desk, not in the chair, kinda leaning up on it. Half sitting, since there's no artwork spread across it she'd get in trouble for putting her butt on. Ellie is sitting on her bed. It strikes her as almost funny, the way they carefully position themselves in a space relative to each other, it's almost... performative? Not that she's about to go and join Ellie on her bed, but.
A sigh. Okay. Her arms are folded loosely across herself.
"I- wanted to say thanks, for what happened back in Seattle. It was really good to have you there, I wouldn't have been able to handle it by myself." Obviously Ellie wasn't holding it together for her, Abby isn't trying to suggest that. But she does think a bit of gratitude is in order. "You did really good, against the rat king." A big breath out, and she unfolds a little, skimming her hands down her face, "Fuck, I can't believe we made it out of that."