[Allison smiles back...and while the air isn't totally clear again, there's something new in her scent, a flare of hope in Allison's chest with every breath...the sour smell of fear and the bite of anger is being alleviated with something sweeter, fresher...relief, she hopes.
She wants that sour scent to be gone...so she grins, impulsively, and because she can, because she's strong enough, she shifts to try and wrap her arms around Lydia's waist from behind so she can lift her off her feet and spin her in a playful circle before setting her down again, giggling the whole time.]
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She wants that sour scent to be gone...so she grins, impulsively, and because she can, because she's strong enough, she shifts to try and wrap her arms around Lydia's waist from behind so she can lift her off her feet and spin her in a playful circle before setting her down again, giggling the whole time.]