[There is a stark difference between can and will. Abigail would have objected immediately if Anya had not clarified willingness over ability. Really, it's almost too easy of a catch.]

[Even so, it makes her feel better. Something softens in her, around the eyes, the set of her shoulders.]

Okay. Then I won't try to hurt you.

I might by accident anyway. But you don't seem easy to hurt, and I'm . . . getting better. At not.

[Mostly. But she has to know people well enough that she could hurt them before she can perfectly keep from doing so.]