Abigail was starting to crash, big time. Now that the initial shock wore off and the twinge of fear from being technically alone had started to quietly worsen, All she could think about was how tired she was and how much she didn't want to be standing around talking to strangers. Unfortunately for her, that's precisely what happened; all eyes turned to the kid in the crowd who looked bewildered at the sudden influx in attention. "What? Oh. Uhh…"

There was something in the way Zephyr said it that made her situation seem almost... comforting. Cool as it was to stand off against giant centipedes, the burning Man imprinted on someone's memory - she didn't catch who - made her realise that not only had she got off lucky, but that everyone really wanted to hear that she did. Exaggerating her trauma or complaining about the way she felt was just going to be another nail in the coffin. These people were adults, they were meant to know what they were doing. Everything was scary and uncertainty seeped down into her pores. The anxiety alone was enough to make Abigail yearn for a brisk jog around the mall to get away from these atrocious vibes. But if she could alleviate it, just a little - give these haggard souls some watery sense of relief…

"I actually started casting magic by accident in front of my folks. Grandma freaked out and I bolted like a jack rabbit 'cause I was so scared." It wasn't truly a lie if she just omitted what she was scared of, right? Abigail chuckled and continued. "Well it turns out this guy had scoped out my place and was waiting for me to turn. Followed me a mile out into the brush, calmed me down... said it was going to be okay if I'd just get in the car with him. Nat'rally, I didn't believe him at all. But y'know, the FOE were coming and he ain't got no badge so I hopped in. Guy was super nice, in fact. He had drinks and snacks and everything. We met up with another fella out by a shed and there was a little scuffle with the cops but nobody got hurt bad and I spent the rest of the journey hiking in the woods, which was chill." 

Abigail...amended some parts, omitted many, but when she looked at it that way she was just thankful that the ride had been comparatively smooth. She smiled drowsily at Zephyr. "So yeah, I got off lucky I guess," she added on, stifling a yawn as her legs started to feel leaden. She felt better after talking about it though and seemed a little proud to be included in the grown up talk. After all, nothing was more validating for a teenager than being treated like an adult when it suited them.