[She smiles at him and for a moment, his anger cools as much by the unexpected comfort of that as the surprise. She doesn't smile. Maybe this was the right decision. Maybe...
Then she reacts to something that Ben can't recognize and he goes tense again, eyes tracking her movement like predator to prey. He moves forward, still quickly but at a normal pace, and doesn't try to reach out to her even when she stumbles. He does place himself between her and the opening to the rest of the city, deceptively fine-boned hands raised and turned palm out to her.]
[ Spam ]
Then she reacts to something that Ben can't recognize and he goes tense again, eyes tracking her movement like predator to prey. He moves forward, still quickly but at a normal pace, and doesn't try to reach out to her even when she stumbles. He does place himself between her and the opening to the rest of the city, deceptively fine-boned hands raised and turned palm out to her.]
Abigail stop. Let me help you. Abigail!