[Lydia listens, more patiently this time as she realizes that Allison misunderstood what she was saying. She hugs Duchess to her chest carefully and stands up, mostly because she can't really stand to sit anymore.]
You don't have to convince me that werewolves are good, Allison. I know they can be. Even if I didn't know Scott, if I didn't know any of the others that we trust, I can still feel the difference on you. [She looks at her for a moment, pursing her lips together as she decides if she should say her next words. But then she realizes there isn't much of a point to this conversation if she's not going to say what she needs to say.]
When you were a vampire, when I told you you didn't feel like yourself. That's what you were lacking. The real you.
I can feel it there now. Honestly, stronger than it's been. I don't care if you're a hunter, a werewolf, or just human. As long as you're yourself.
What I don't agree with, what I've never agreed with. In fact, what my problem with so much of what you've been doing lately is that you just don't seem to listen to us, Allison. [She was managing to keep her emotions under control until now. But as she starts to get to the root of the problem, it's harder to do that.]
Look at what you just did. You asked all of us to give you details of-- [she pauses for a deep breath] one of the most painful moments of our lives. You asked us to relive it so you could be safe. And we did. And then you went home and stayed through it anyway.
You have to know what brought all of us here, Allison. Me, Scott, Stiles, and Isaac. All of our deals, every single one of them have to do with saving you, with stopping your death, with making sure you never have to go through it and that we never have to lose you. But you just didn't seem to care. And not only that, you came back here and you made Scott live through it again. You made me feel it again.
Do you have any idea how selfish you were? How much unnecessary worry and pain you caused us?
[spam] cw: mentions of suicide
You don't have to convince me that werewolves are good, Allison. I know they can be. Even if I didn't know Scott, if I didn't know any of the others that we trust, I can still feel the difference on you. [She looks at her for a moment, pursing her lips together as she decides if she should say her next words. But then she realizes there isn't much of a point to this conversation if she's not going to say what she needs to say.]
When you were a vampire, when I told you you didn't feel like yourself. That's what you were lacking. The real you.
I can feel it there now. Honestly, stronger than it's been. I don't care if you're a hunter, a werewolf, or just human. As long as you're yourself.
What I don't agree with, what I've never agreed with. In fact, what my problem with so much of what you've been doing lately is that you just don't seem to listen to us, Allison. [She was managing to keep her emotions under control until now. But as she starts to get to the root of the problem, it's harder to do that.]
Look at what you just did. You asked all of us to give you details of-- [she pauses for a deep breath] one of the most painful moments of our lives. You asked us to relive it so you could be safe. And we did. And then you went home and stayed through it anyway.
You have to know what brought all of us here, Allison. Me, Scott, Stiles, and Isaac. All of our deals, every single one of them have to do with saving you, with stopping your death, with making sure you never have to go through it and that we never have to lose you. But you just didn't seem to care. And not only that, you came back here and you made Scott live through it again. You made me feel it again.
Do you have any idea how selfish you were? How much unnecessary worry and pain you caused us?