Some of Integra's uncertainty is mirrored in Abigail. She looks at her feet, then at her hands, wondering if it would be more awkward to just leave or to stay and make small talk with a complete stranger. In the end she opts to stay, if only because the subject of that party has been eating at her these last few days.
"Doesn't it freak you out, that someone can just... play a magic recorder and make people do what they want?"
Maybe it hadn't been as sinister as all that - Pan had only lured them down for a party, after all, not to do his evil bidding. But it still bothers Abigail, more than it would your average person. She has her own reasons to be sensitive to the idea that people are swaying her, coercing her.
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Well, so much for not appearing creepy.
Some of Integra's uncertainty is mirrored in Abigail. She looks at her feet, then at her hands, wondering if it would be more awkward to just leave or to stay and make small talk with a complete stranger. In the end she opts to stay, if only because the subject of that party has been eating at her these last few days.
"Doesn't it freak you out, that someone can just... play a magic recorder and make people do what they want?"
Maybe it hadn't been as sinister as all that - Pan had only lured them down for a party, after all, not to do his evil bidding. But it still bothers Abigail, more than it would your average person. She has her own reasons to be sensitive to the idea that people are swaying her, coercing her.