Abigail nods at the door. "There is nowhere else for me to go but back to the River," she says. "Or across it. But that's another story."
She pops a piece of fruit into her mouth and chews with evident enjoyment. "I admit it's a bit unusual, but I like to think that maybe someone here thought I wish Abigail Pent were here and give me an inroad."
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Date: 2022-09-15 12:25 am (UTC)She pops a piece of fruit into her mouth and chews with evident enjoyment. "I admit it's a bit unusual, but I like to think that maybe someone here thought I wish Abigail Pent were here and give me an inroad."