When Lev's body started relaxing against her and his words were slurring, Abby looked down at him. Poor kid. He'd been through a nightmare. While she didn't get the whole thing about Ellie, she didn't give a damn about it right now. All she cared about was making sure Lev was okay.
"Just sleep kid. We're almost there and Lincoln will take over and get you fixed up, okay?"
Her words were spoken softly, to let him rest. They would talk more once he was feeling better and awake and Abby would be right there with him as much as she was allowed. She had him here, she wasn't losing him again.