Abigail sat next to you on the rock by the edge of Horseshoe Overlook, giving you a pat on the back.

"Hey, you alright? You seem a little... down," she stated with concern, her blue eyes focusing on your face. She patiently waited for a response, not wanting to push you.

Abigail always seemed to be the one checking in on everybody, often you. And right now, you didn't seem yourself...