Ellie's skin prickles, but despite the strange vulnerability of it, it does feel like she and Abby are standing there together. In this weird, impossible situation together. She is from home. Despite all the pain they've inflicting on each other, in another life, in another world, they probably would have been friends.
Abby nods, holding her own reply in her mouth for a moment. She feels uncomfortable but not in a bad way, just off-balance and working to keep herself from tripping. It's not bad to do work like this. She thinks she's getting good at it, existing in discomfort and letting things between them both be strange. Letting strange things slowly become good.
"Same."
Now she looks, guessing at Ellie's reaction. "We could try it."
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Here they are. In another life, in another world.
"... yeah, I think so."
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"Same."
Now she looks, guessing at Ellie's reaction. "We could try it."
See what happens.