[Abigail takes a small step back when he tenses up. She'd rather not scare him off and be stuck with the decision of whether to leave him or chase after him in the two sunned heat.]

Any kind of magic sounds more fun than than what I studied in school. English, math, science, that usual stuff.

[She'd never been bored though. She'd spent her time walking a thin line between working hard to get grades good enough for college, but not so high that her father became suspicious that she wanted to leave and create a life of her own.]

He hurt me.

[It's a very simple version of what happened with her dad. It is true, and maybe it'll help him to open up about who hurts him.]