Lydia looks relieved for him. She'd heard about him getting shot, but she hadn't any idea really how bad or minor the injury was. "Oh good, I'm glad," she replies. It isn't lost on her how excited he sounds about it and she wonders if that's because he's as good as new...or because of the mysterious process behind it.

"Do you know what they did or anything?" she asks, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as she tries to figure out which arm. The science side of her is itching to be let out to play, but it's not like there's anything to study, if Ray's not being facetious. "...I almost got trampled in that fucking mess, if you're talking about the parade..."