"Uh, technically, I guess. I never really thought about that. I have an apartment and food and all that, though." Abby said, following Alana and settling onto the couch, arms crossed. "That fulfils all the things they did back home."

Sbe bit back a joke about having put up 'wanted: parents' posters with little success and tried to remember Alana might be different, that she hadn't earned her snark. Therapy was all about openness, or so she'd been reminded time and time again.