"Eh-" Abby's non-commital start is to give her time to word it. "I never really thought of it as a calling or anything, just a fun thing to do when I'm bored. I wanted to get a liberal arts degree then marry rich."

Having a plan for the future wasn't really something Abby had put a lot of effort into. She expected to just wait for Max, or maybe now Ginny, to pick a college to go to, and she'd get into a smaller less rigorous school near them.

"Yes, I never noticed how short I was, that fact went completely over my head." In spite of her sarcasm, there's still an unease to her posture. She's still twisting the fabric of her pocket in her hand. And her weight keeps shifting between her feet. "So it's just the height, and I guess making sure this corset doesn't crush my lungs? Nothing else?"