[...okay, now Alan knows there's more to this flood than meets the eye.
Setting Lydia carefully down on her feet, he draws back to gape at her, expression etched with deep confusion and something else, something deep...something almost wounded. He's ignoring that for the moment, though, because it's Lydia. She'll do a lot of crazy things, but hurting people...hurting him even in a moment of thoughtlessness...isn't one of them.
His hands stay on her shoulders to keep her there, firm but gentle as he raises an eyebrow at her.]
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Setting Lydia carefully down on her feet, he draws back to gape at her, expression etched with deep confusion and something else, something deep...something almost wounded. He's ignoring that for the moment, though, because it's Lydia. She'll do a lot of crazy things, but hurting people...hurting him even in a moment of thoughtlessness...isn't one of them.
His hands stay on her shoulders to keep her there, firm but gentle as he raises an eyebrow at her.]
Babe? Why would you...ever call me that?