Just as Victor finished his conversation with Nathan and Erin, Abia glanced up from wiping down the counter to catch him making his way from his table. She pursed her lip, unsure how to convince him to just sleep in one of the rooms, but before she could come up with anything, Nathan’s stare caught her eye.<br/><br/>She stuffed the rag into her apron and made her way from behind the bar, towards. “Is everything ok? You seem concerned about something.” Eyebrows furrowed as she surmised these feelings from his expression. Her eyes glanced over at the teenager, curious if it has something to do with her, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.