"She found me after I'd been here a few days." Abby stretched a little, doing the talking was fine provided the topics were easy to talk about. She wasn't expecting any deep questions about her past. Mostly because she assumed he'd not want any sort of questions of that nature in return. "The whole- military thing wasn't for me, so I'd modified that stupid uniform they gave me to something I'd actually wear. Since I couldn't really pay for new clothes on my own."

She figured that set-up would explain what happened next. Directly insulting the local government by destroying a uniform would be bad for a Summoned, and getting Abby away from the military, and into her own clothes would be good for everyone. But especially Abby. "I'm helpless and from a world like her's. It's about all I have going for me. New clothes, introduced me to Mags. Gave me a joint to take the edge off the kidnapping. You know, a tale as old as time."