That she's pleased with herself for correctly remembering the way is pretty cute too but Abby decides she's gonna keep her mouth shut about it this time; she's smiling while she follows Clarisse upstream. The sound of the river is nice, the smooth rush of water over stones. This reminds her of travelling with Lev. It's easy and she's able to enjoy all of it, the breeze rustling all the foliage and Clarisse walking a little ahead of her to direct them both, the sun punching through the canopy every so often to shower them in warmth. Before she came here she was only ever aware of her environment to keep herself from getting hurt by it.

"Then we would have gone the wrong way," she says. "I don't care."

The journey is good. She rumples her braid to get it off the back of her sweaty neck and grins, extending her arms up over her head in a good stretch. When she tilts her head to one side she feels the stretch extend up the side of her neck into her jaw. "This is really nice. Doing this with you, I mean."