Abby wears her hair braided neatly down her back; her and Inej have this in common but Abby steps loudly, takes up space and can be heard coming, going. Stealth is not her specialty but, in her defense, she can punch anything hard enough that it has never had to be. Because she is used to listening hard for anything left alive (or worse) in the middle of the zombie apocalypse that was once home, she pauses midway down a Kirkwall alleyway, because she thinks she might have heard something. Because she has been away from home for nearly three years now, she ultimately dismisses it and keeps walking—

Only to nearly jump out of her skin at the sudden raise of a voice behind her.

She turns around so fast she whips herself in the face with her own braid, hand in a fist at her side, ready.

She'll ask nice, first. "Give it back."