She's kept an eye on him while she's been trying to work out whether the prisoners that are bigger and stronger than her are likely to hurt her or not. With the way he deliberately leaves the space between them, doesn't make eye contact to imply he's not a threat, Abigail feels reassured enough to put him into the second category for now, though she doesn't let her guard down.

She shrugs at his question, honestly not sure what it would take to make her all right. "I mean, I'm still alive, right?" She even sounds uncertain of that. "Any tips on keeping it that way?"