[When Allison answers her, her face crumbles. Lydia shakes her head and runs a hand over her face. Clearly it isn't real. The dead can't make deals with the Admiral, can they? And Allison would never come in as an Inmate. Not when she died trying to save her.
But when her best friend says her name, Lydia can't hold back the tears anymore. She stares at the small screen for a moment longer then drops it on her bed as she slowly gets up and heads to the door. She opens it and looks around for a moment.
They are definitely back at the Barge. Is there a Flood immediately following the Port?
She closes the door again and turns toward her bed once more, but she just stares at the comm for a moment. And then she approaches it and picks it up again.]
Are we at the Barge? [She doesn't expect Allison to know, really. She's not there. This is just a Flood.]
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But when her best friend says her name, Lydia can't hold back the tears anymore. She stares at the small screen for a moment longer then drops it on her bed as she slowly gets up and heads to the door. She opens it and looks around for a moment.
They are definitely back at the Barge. Is there a Flood immediately following the Port?
She closes the door again and turns toward her bed once more, but she just stares at the comm for a moment. And then she approaches it and picks it up again.]
Are we at the Barge? [She doesn't expect Allison to know, really. She's not there. This is just a Flood.]