Ariel/Abigail
"Six?" Abigail repeated in surprise. "I'm an only child." Which had probably been a good thing, still she'd wondered what it might have been like to have a sibling. "I'd like that." She said at the thought of relying on their strength. "I lost my parents and don't have any family left." That was the truth. She was beginning to realize that Hannibal had stopped being family when he chose to hurt her.
"I get panic attacks and flashbacks too." Abigail knew it could help Ariel simply to know that she wasn't alone. "We could help them find the right balance, where there's enough to help them survive instead of hindering them." That came with several ifs, starting with if they were able to free them from the camps.
"Some people might be silly then." Abigail said, thinking no one could have a problem with a woman who was so generous with her support, especially in the current situation. She nodded. "I think we might have some luck this way." She said, gesturing off to the left where she could see some tiny tracks in the dirt.