She can't really look over the mountain that is his shoulder, but she can slip herself in next to him under his arm. Always curious about the nature of people's powers, here or otherwise. Th new-ness hasn't worn off. It isn't the way her magic works, or maybe it is? She would need to like research shit wouldn't she. Ugh. Homework. But right now reshaping matter is outside her talents. "Here or home?"

She shoots him an awkward look, she wants to disparage herself but since he is one of the few people so certain she isn't the worst it makes it very hard to do it. Kind of like arguing with a wall that compliments you. So she just awkwardly looks at him.

"Some people don't have sex," it seemed worth mentioning. Abby didn't really care for romance, and as much as her friends were just- perpetually in bed with each other, she knew that that wasn't the truth of the world. Just- the truth of her frinds. And her, a little bit. "Some people can fall in love and just- find comfort playing scrabble or baking or space exploring. Others just don't care about love at all. People are weird like that."