Why you think she needs help with it, Lev. It's so she has space to talk shit; now stay in the bathroom.
"Good," she calls back, before she draws Nico around the corner and out of sight. He's immediately defensive, and he's got his hands shoved into his pockets like he doesn't want her seeing them and getting a read off of his body language. What is he expecting, for Abby to shout him down? These fucking kids. She squints, and sighs, and retrieves a mug from the cupboard, placing it down on the bench between them.
"It's alright, Nico. Shit happens." Especially in this place. She saved him from a fucking sea monster like a week ago, there's space for Lev to have some how received frostbite today. She's looking at him, and– she knows there's every chance that he'll just shrug her off and answer in a way she'll simply have to accept. Abby still wants to ask, though.
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"Good," she calls back, before she draws Nico around the corner and out of sight. He's immediately defensive, and he's got his hands shoved into his pockets like he doesn't want her seeing them and getting a read off of his body language. What is he expecting, for Abby to shout him down? These fucking kids. She squints, and sighs, and retrieves a mug from the cupboard, placing it down on the bench between them.
"It's alright, Nico. Shit happens." Especially in this place. She saved him from a fucking sea monster like a week ago, there's space for Lev to have some how received frostbite today. She's looking at him, and– she knows there's every chance that he'll just shrug her off and answer in a way she'll simply have to accept. Abby still wants to ask, though.
"Are you okay?"