It takes Abby a few moments to figure out where the miscommunication happened. As he was answering a question, but no what she was trying to ask. She smiled, listening anyway. It was nice to hear him talk about his life, and that his thing was just finding people of value. And almost believing she fits into that list. Her life was so sheltered by comparison, of course, that comparison played with basically the entire population of Summoned.

But at the end her smile is a little awkward, "I meant your little trick, is that from home or is it from here?"

Of course, asking two nearly the same questions just means she can listen to him talk about a life she'd never experience herself, and she can take that.

Abby shrugs, calling people weird, for Abby, is the same as calling the sky blue. Just a truth of the world. Normal, whatever the fuck that means, isn't. Nobody is ever as boring and same as normal implies. Abby ran her finger over one of Jesper's scarves on the display... accidentally adding an array of glitter to it. (Oops.) Her magic acting up is a general sign her mind is somewhere else. She draws her hand away from anything else her magic might decorate.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I think I could live without sex. It just- it's feels good, but I definitely don't need it the way you do." Abby generally looked small in the moment, but her needs were just to be understood. To be noticed and shown any sort of kindness. A hug did as much for her as anything else, and peeking past all her initial walls would make that clear. She knows Jesper won't take what she said wrong, or she trusts he wont.

She prays he won't. "...I'll buy the scarf I fucked up."