Lydia's chin lifts slightly with challenge. Her eyes shifting up and down, giving Ray a once over. She had been under the impression that they were like-minded and now she's trying to decide whether they've brain-washed him again or whether he's suggesting they just keep it to themselves in a subtly-worded way that no one outside the Specials will understand should they overhear.

"I don't think about that," she says cooly, her voice still low so that it's specifically meant for Ray to hear. "I'm not a goddamned clone. I don't believe that for a second," she whispers. "And I don't think you do, either."

With that, Lydia gets to her feet, looking around surreptitiously. "I gotta go, I'll see you later, okay?" She keeps her voice lofty and light, letting him know she isn't upset with him, because she isn't.