"Abby," Ellie says again, and she can hear the way her voice is climbing, can feel the panic seeping in. It's both of them, really, and when Ellie reaches for her arm she squeezes too hard, probably, to get Abby to look at her.

"Abby. It's fine. If I hide it and somebody finds it they're all gonna wonder why. If they don't believe us, we just..."

Ellie takes a deep breath, shakes her head, even as her voice comes a little thicker.

"Wait it out, until they do."

Remember, Abby? Ellie's had experience with this sort of thing.