As Hannibal had the balls to insult the gods or whatever had brought them here, she took a large step away from him. Waiting on it she raised a brow when nothing happened. Lifting a shoulder she figured that they would get Hannibal later. "That was weak, what happened to coming back with something?" She canted her head to the side and smirked. Abby's smirk faltered when he mentioned Zoe though. She sighed and shook her head, "They'll take care of her. She's a tough kid." Abby said softly as she scuffed her boot on the floor.
Listening to Hannibal rant she snickered, "Is that like Spidey sense?" Frowning she raised a brow at not being able to kill. She tried to think of a way around it. "They'll attack sooner or later, then justice will have to be done." Lifting a shoulder again she smirked, "Just a matter of time."
Abigail knew that Hannibal was telling the truth. He had a nervous way about him when he was lying, he was just different. He was telling the truth now. She circled the room, picking up a few things. One being a small riding crop, raising a brow she smacked it lightly against her leg, "Kinky?" Glancing at Hannibal she judged his reaction with a sly grin. She then noticed that as she had picked up the riding crop a set of ties had appeared on the bed, leather and seemingly ready for a person. "Very kinky." She muttered and then shuddered at the thought of being tied up at Hannibal's leisure.
Making a face she shook her head, to her Hasslehoff was just as bad as White. "Suuure you haven't. It's been two days." She smirked and shook her head, going over to the bed and poking at the coin machine. She jumped back when the bed gave a good shake and there were now a pile of quarters on the nightstand. "What the hell?"