[There's a single, heartsick moment when Allison thinks Lydia might have just arrived. That she might not know where she is...
The Admiral wouldn't do that. He offered to save Stiles, he asked her to help save souls. Lydia was innocent, she'd never done a thing to warrant it.
When she asks if they're on the Barge, her heart finally starts beating again.]
We are. We're on the Barge. [She still can't quite breathe right, because she can't be totally sure...]
Lydia...God, Lydia, please tell me you weren't brought here against your will. [Her voice breaks on the last couple of words, and she's ready to go get her ring daggers. She's ready to find the Admiral, to earn Lydia's freedom in blood if she's an Inmate. It fills her not with rage or anger, but a cold, liquid stillness at her center. It's the white noise of a rushing stream, it fills her like water fills a cup, and she will sleep with that blood on her hands.
She will sleep, deep and blissful, with the thick copper smell and the red heat staining her skin, in her own Inmate's cabin if need be, if a soul like Lydia's has been condemned by anyone.]
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The Admiral wouldn't do that. He offered to save Stiles, he asked her to help save souls. Lydia was innocent, she'd never done a thing to warrant it.
When she asks if they're on the Barge, her heart finally starts beating again.]
We are. We're on the Barge. [She still can't quite breathe right, because she can't be totally sure...]
Lydia...God, Lydia, please tell me you weren't brought here against your will. [Her voice breaks on the last couple of words, and she's ready to go get her ring daggers. She's ready to find the Admiral, to earn Lydia's freedom in blood if she's an Inmate. It fills her not with rage or anger, but a cold, liquid stillness at her center. It's the white noise of a rushing stream, it fills her like water fills a cup, and she will sleep with that blood on her hands.
She will sleep, deep and blissful, with the thick copper smell and the red heat staining her skin, in her own Inmate's cabin if need be, if a soul like Lydia's has been condemned by anyone.]