[Lydia doesn't answer-- because she's not there yet. It takes her a while to actually convince Stiles to let her get up. And it's not until he's really awake enough and understands that Allison is back that he reluctantly does so. And then Lydia has to change and decide on what she's gonna do with her hair (a ponytail unfortunately has to do) and do her make up. She now luckily keeps some at Stiles' since, well, she might as well not make her life harder. And she's not walking around the Barge without any make up on.
But by the time she reaches her hallway and sees Allison already there, her stomach drops and she wishes she had made it there before she did. She wishes she had more time to prepare for this. To remember all the things she wants to say to her and she needs to say to her.
On the other hand though, she's so incredibly relieved to see her there. Alive. Okay. She really didn't believe it was going to work out. And she makes a mental note to thank the Admiral.
First things first, though.]
I'm here. [She calls as she approaches, although she could swear Allison was already turning around. Either way, her chest tightens and as soon as she's close enough, she's wrapping her arms around her. Always mindful of Duchess, of course.]
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But by the time she reaches her hallway and sees Allison already there, her stomach drops and she wishes she had made it there before she did. She wishes she had more time to prepare for this. To remember all the things she wants to say to her and she needs to say to her.
On the other hand though, she's so incredibly relieved to see her there. Alive. Okay. She really didn't believe it was going to work out. And she makes a mental note to thank the Admiral.
First things first, though.]
I'm here. [She calls as she approaches, although she could swear Allison was already turning around. Either way, her chest tightens and as soon as she's close enough, she's wrapping her arms around her. Always mindful of Duchess, of course.]