She notices, and her brow furrows in concern but she doesn't say anything. This all feels very fragile and she's said stupid, thoughtless shit to him in the past that had him storming off. Abby wants to show she's being careful.

"Okay. We—it doesn't have to be here. Or now. I just want you to know, you can... come to me, to talk, whenever you're ready. If that's something you wanna do."

God, she feels too big, almost clumsy. Still new to being a good friend, to anyone.