Given that Abby doesn't pose it as a question, quite how it takes Gwenaëlle off-guard might be unexpected; she doesn't look caught out so much as bemused, the smoke in her system a cushion against a stronger response.

"Abby," she says, after a long pause. "Abi...gail. Abbitha."

She rolls onto her side. Leans on an elbow. Extremely, profoundly seriously:

"War is bad and scary."