[Rather than react badly to the mention of his name, Allison perks up] Lydia, I ran into him earlier! I don't know if I did any good, but...we talked. I think he actually listened to me, a little.

Stay with him. I won't come there, it'll bother him if he finds my scent in his cabin. If you think I can help, howl--call. [She falters over that, because she's...not used to this anymore: arranging conversations, meeting with people, interacting outside of a survival situation.]

Lydia...I want to save you, save her. My Lydia Martin. [She pauses, and her eyes get a little bright as she smiles.] I want to have a best friend like your Allison has you, but I don't think I can reach her without Stiles being on my side. You can do this, you can save him...and the three of us, together...we'll save Scott. No matter what it takes.