Outside | Abby & Grey
"I do not know either." She felt it was possibly the same, this girl and her, not liking crowds of people. There was too much happening, too much to keep track of, and Grey wasn't sure if before Cheshire she would've liked parties or not, but she knew now, even if she did get her memories back, she wouldn't like them again.
"I am Grey. It is nice to meet you Abby." There, another person to list if Dr Russel asked her about her friends. She was gaining a few people, ones she knew, ones she could talk to if she just saw them. That was progress.
"Would you like to sit? I have cans of soda from the shop, they are not the same as drink, but I do not drink alcohol." She didn't like any prospect of losing control.