[ It was denial. That was it. Abigail was in some serious denial. It only made sense--after all, she had died and was coming to terms with her death. Just knowing that they had died would be enough to send someone into a serious downward denial spiral. She'd have to ask Chilton about the specifics of denial later--or, at least, kindly suggest to Abigail that she look up the man. Because while Chilton was....Chilton, at least he wasn't Hannibal. ]

If you say so. [ there's a small smile, the sort of smile that you give to someone who you're not entirely sure if they're all there or not. ]

But enough about that. You're obviously not dead, I don't see why we're acting like you are.