Abby talks, and Clarisse nods. She isn't agreeing with her, just listening, taking it in.

She can't say their situations are the same, but she understands the feelings Abby must have in the aftermath. She gets what it's like to walk around knowing that you got people killed, people you love, and there's nothing you'll ever be able to do to take it back or even make it okay.

That some mistakes are so big and so awful that they alter the entire course of your life.

"I'm sorry about your friends," she says. "And... about your dad." For the record.