Abigail looked to Commodore Norrington with a smile when he approached her, trying to hide her complete discomfort of the dress she was in. With a curt nod, accepting his extended arm and walking with him toward the Parapet of the fort wall. Abigail did not feel so good. As she walked, she could feel her stomach forming knots, her chest felt it was even more constricted than it was before. She could hear Commodore Norrington talking and could hear what he was saying, but was feeling she was not going to be able to keep up. "It's quite alright." She told him as calmly as possible.