"I like the gloves," Abby says with the pillow over her face, because she let it hit her and collapsed back on her mattress about it. It smells like Clarisse's hair, that 'bunch of stuff' Benedict got her. She still really likes that smell. Then she sits up so she can throw it back at her bed instead of at her so it doesn't break anything she's taking out of the bag.

"Did he say something to you?"

Her face is a tiny bit pink, because she got hit by the pillow. No other reason. She's being as casual as she can be about this, legs coming up to cross as she sits. "He said — he actually came crawling to me apologising for having said something to you by mistake."

That Clarisse never mentioned, for... some reason.