Abby doesn't say anything. It's been not a whole week, though it has felt like longer than that, and the feelings haven't subsided — they haven't even made themselves truly known, really. Every day is a bit different. She's upset, often angry, almost spiteful. She's thought some deeply uncharitable shit about Ellie ever since her disappearance and, when she catches a glimpse of Clarisse looking upset or listless, she immediately feels guilty about that. It's hard to know how to feel.

Clearly other people think she should be told 'I'm sorry', like she's suffering an important loss, but that doesn't sit so well with her.

It's good that Vanya doesn't linger on the point. Abby came down here because she's tired of people looking at her with sympathy or trying to be nice to her. She wants to hit things with a fake weapon. It was going to be targets but it can be Vanya, that works too.

"First to five?" Hits, that is. She's got her training armor on and is bouncing her weight from foot to foot, restless.