[ some kind of clue, hm... Abel frowns pensively at the girl trapped within her glass confines. ]

Maybe she has. Maybe... once we find a way to get her out, we'll know for sure? [ the only common denominator so far he's found, is--

ah-- tapping his wrist where those tally marks are hidden beneath his sleeve. ]

We can't tell with her clothing hiding it, but - she might have the markings, right?