It's something to come back to, Alana decides, casually scribbling down a note on the matter. There's only so much that can be done in a session, in a year of sessions, and she suspects Abby isn't someone who'll respond well to being pushed too much. A little nudge here and there, maybe, but it might be better to coax her forward instead, a recalcitrant cat, half-feral.

"Not quite yet," she says, glancing at her clock. "We have a couple more minutes. So your parents sent you to see psychiatrists before? Pretty useless ones, I think you've said."