"Lyds, I can come back later, or I can wait. I don't mind." She didn't mind waiting. Not in the least if Lydia needed to help with Ciaran. Fortunately, perhaps for all, she didn't ask too many questions. At least not yet. Instead, Abigail simply tilted her head to take in the young man who had come wandering in.
"Or we could take a trip to the balcony? Or at least over to it?" If Lydia wanted to keep an eye on him, that was fine. For whatever reason, Abigail didn't feel the need to keep what she was discussing with Lydia too quiet around Ciaran.