Abby looks at him the entire time he's answering, staring at him, trying to read anything hidden behind his words. If it's there, she can't grasp it. He's never hidden much from her anyways, and most of the things she doesn't know about him are because she's never tried asking, so.

Yeah. She feels like she can trust him. And eventually, she nods. Her breath expels from her in a little puff when she sighs.

"Okay."

Kinda feels like they should shake on it, even? She doesn't want to be lame. Instead, she folds her arms, says, "Why me?"

Why's he doing this for her, anyway.