Abby nods mutely — she has to believe that, and she does, truly. Clarisse deeply understands how fucking awkward this whole thing has been so she wouldn't say it was fine and not mean it... It's gonna take Abby's brain a couple of business days to get on board with that, that's all. A couple of business days to convince itself that it'd be unnecessary to go find Benedict right now and shove her boot up his—

"Huh?"

Wait. She sits up again, surprised. Still pink. Abby doesn't care that she told somebody either but, "Who?"