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[Abigail died in the deserted plot and has just been revived.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me? Is anyone out there? It's dark out. I can't see anyone. Please tell me I didn't go through all that just to be alone again.

[There's a moment of Abigail crying.]

I was dead. Am I still dead, is that what this is?

[Being alone feels like hell to her.]

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[Abigail thinks for a moment. She thought her father wouldn't hurt her until he became the shrike. Even Hannibal told he'd cut her throat.]

I'm never absolutely positive about anyone. Not anymore. I'm as sure as I can be.

People can give you life and hurt you. People do all kinds of things. Someone could show up in a storm and hurt me. I can't hide away from people; being alone's worse. And Will's been good to me, even when I wasn't good to him.

[She peeks out.]

We could go from building to building.

[Seel pauses briefly to send two quick and rather nasty texts to one Will Graham and one Leo Flynn]

Good. Keep that in mind so you don't get hurt again. Anyone can kill you or worse. Be careful. Be safe.

[Seel watches the storm.] We could. You're going to get wet no matter what though. So which is it. Prolong the agony and hop from building to building or make a run for it?

[Seel was also starting to wonder what Abigail did. Or thought she did. He knew through experience that Leo couldn't take souls that weren't twisted with sin.]

You do realize that you fall into the category of anyone, don't you?

[She can't help being suspicious. Hannibal had a way of dropping subtle hints about his true nature, even before she realized he was a killer. Suspicion comes naturally now. She watches him for a moment, then looks outside again, taking a step back when thunder roars and lightning flashes.]

Building to building would give us breaks. And more chances for someone to find us and help.

Yes. Good. Don't blindly trust me. Don't blindly trust anyone.

[Seel knew what was out there. He'd been young and stupid once and walked right into a den of monsters. And now when he looked in the mirror he wasn't quite sure he wasn't one of them.]

Who do you think is going to find and help us? No one can stop the rain and the one person I knew who could teleport us is gone. The rain is wet, and uncomfortable, but not necessarily dangerous if we're careful.

[That sounds even more ominous. She takes another step back.]

The lightning is dangerous. Not being able to see clearly and the slippery streets will be dangerous too. The rain can't last forever, can it? Unless the gods have decided to flood the place and drown us.

[Which she could believe.]

Relax, I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to make sure you're safe. So what happened to my child doesn't happen to you.

[If only Seel knew just how much this 'little girl' could take care of herself.]

Anything is dangerous. Remember that. But if we go slow and keep our footing we should be okay. Lightning is dangerous. But worrying about it wont keep us from being struck. We can't control that. And no, it can't last forever, but it can last for days and neither of us wants to sleep here.

[looking at her, he asked softly.] I thought Leo could only kill and take a soul if they were tainted. What is it you think you did? [Seel had a very hard time believing she was capable of something that would taint her soul.]

Someone killed your child? I'm sorry.

[A murder is the first thought her mind goes to. She hopes this isn't the parent of one of the girls her father killed, though it does seem like the kind of thing she'd expect in Hadriel.]

There's so much we can't control. [Just do it, she tells herself. Like scaling walls or digging up Nicholas Boyle. Get it over with. Get back to Will and Winston, let them comfort her and take the nightmares away.] Yeah, I guess it's better than just waiting here.

Think I did? [She looks at him sadly. She's been through too much to deny it or justify it as she normally would.] I did it. You said it yourself. He wouldn't have been able to kill me if I was innocent.

....Sometimes I wish he was dead. He's not. Although I'm not entirely sure there's a difference.

[It doesn't occur to Seel that she's going to death first, for a reason. He's too wrapped up in his own pain, and doesn't know her terribly well, to know the difference.]

It's up too you. We can wait if you want.

[Personally Seel believed in doing, not waiting for things to get better. They'd get better if you did things yourself and prevailed.]

I don't know everything about Leo's abilities. Could belief of sin taint the soul? I'm not a philosopher. But I don't believe you capable.

[Not the parent of one of her father's victims. Possibly a man with a similar sicknesses.]

You wished your son dead? Why? Did you think that would be loving him?

[Or maybe his son was in pain. As she was. Or thought she was.]

Or was he injured, sick?

[Of course he doesn't think she's capable. None of the girls her father killed suspected she was a lure. It's what made her so dangerous. She decides if they make a run for it, maybe he won't ask about it anymore.]

Let's go.

[Luckily for Abigail, her questioning of his son is enough to put Seel off any topic of conversation. As ready as he is to talk about it with some people, some, he's just not quite ready for. Seel opened the door for her, and let her out first before walking after her with dignity. He refused to flail in the rain because it was a little wet. Flailing would not make him any dryer.]

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