Abby doesn't move. Ellie may have taken great care to cut her out of their shared story, but she'll have heard about Joel by now. She understands the magnitude of Ellie's grief and loss. She's kind of waiting for Clarisse to have a go at her over it, feels herself bristling preemptively. She doesn't think she'd yell, but she might go ahead and say something blunt that will make Abby feel like dirt—

She lifts her head in surprise to look at her.

"Oh," she says, echoing the way Clarisse said it.

Well. Okay then. "Yeah." Felt like a pretty good reason to her.