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"Yeah. My brother put a bunch of wards on the new place. Should be safe for now," she admitted, forcing herself to ease her arms downwards so that she could sink her hands into her pockets, shoulders rolling back as some of the tension eased. "I appreciate the help. Couldn't think of anyone else who'd listen, and with all that's been going on, it's... well. I'm grateful is all, I guess. I'm getting tired of being scared all the time."

"Didn't think you'd remember, it's been so long. Yeah, that's the one. Doesn't look any different, if you happen to catch a glimpse of him. Just. You know." She paused. "More violent. But I promise. I'll come to you if anything comes up, or get to Andy's place."

She pushed herself away from the counter and began to drift towards one of the nudibranch tanks, glancing down at its residents before letting her gaze roam over the shelves that lined the walls. "There has been other stuff. You've been gone awhile now, missed most of it. Some of it started before you left but I thought it would pass. I had a pretty good memory last time you saw me, right?"

"I don't anymore. I mean, I do, about the things I'm present for, I can still remember orders, and homework, and notes, and song lyrics, all the normal things. But there are holes." She slowed to a halt beside a second tank, turning to face Alice though they were across the store from each other now. The frown she had worn before was gone, but she looked nothing short of distressed, forehead creased as her dark eyebrows knit themselves together.

"Big ones. Sometimes hours. It used to be just hours. Now it's a day sometimes, or two. Just whole blocks of time that I can't even remember. I don't know where I've been or what I've done. It's like the time is just lost. It started getting worse right before Robin got weird. I'm not saying I think it's connected, there's nothing that implies that, just, it's a lot all at once, you know?"

"Honestly? I always felt like I was stuck somewhere in between the two. Worlds, that is. Andy and Jake were on one side, you were on the other, and I sort of straddled the line. I was with them all the time but they never really told me more than I needed to know. I wish I had asked more questions, too," she admitted, taking a step towards him as though it would save him having to put too much stress on his injured leg. "Maybe I'd be better prepared then. ... it's been a couple of years now, yeah. Getting worse all the time."

There were other details she had yet to share. Saying them aloud, however, made them real. It would suck if they were real.

She nodded slowly, taking a few steps towards him before blinking, his comment taking a moment to sink in. "Yertle?" she asked, puzzled.

She raised a brow, snorting derisively as she made her way towards the door. "I do not look like that, Alison," she grumbled.

She couldn't help smirking as she watched him over her shoulder, scooting out to the sidewalk so he could lock up behind them. "That one doesn't even start with an A, Angela," she pointed out.

"It at least has to be kind of close to the actual name or it's not funny," she told him with an absolutely straight face, "And I could do this all day. Lead on, Abigail. Don't know the area yet."