Abby nods. Obviously they aren't the same – and it's more than a bit fucked up – but Clarisse and Ellie occupy the same space in her mind that Mel and Owen did: two people in her life who happen to be in a relationship with each other, one she tries her best not to look directly at. They're happy together and good for them, but she doesn't want to hear any details. She's still glad they didn't break up though, it would have felt like she had a hand in doing that if it had gone the other way.

Clarisse doesn't look relieved about this at all. She looks stressed out, like she wants to shout but she's holding back from doing it, and there is a tiny, morbidly curious part of her that wonders how it all went. What she thinks.

So she asks, "What happened?" Light, and casual. Offering her the chance to talk, if she likes.