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Lydia Martin ([personal profile] sanguinescry) wrote in [community profile] alphalogs 2016-08-14 01:28 am (UTC)

Lydia's eyes narrow a little when she notices the sudden change in his body language. One moment ago, he was alert, confused, and she could all but see the cogs turning in that brilliant head of his as he tried to piece together what he remembered and how what she was saying would fit into it. Now, he's a little more aloof, almost relaxed.

He's got her figured out, hasn't he...?

With a soft sigh, Lydia tosses the coffee stirrers that have basically melted in her coffee into the trash and takes a few more so that she can go back to stirring properly. "Honestly, Steve could probably tell you more. I only met you after the A.S.S. beat the shit out of me and left me in a storage closet to bleed to death while they posted the video of the attack for the rest of the Specials to see. I put up a post on the network asking who wanted to teach me to defend myself. You and Barry offered. I worked with both of you until you got arrested and now I work with him and Matt."

She shrugs and tries to match the semi-aloof attitude, tossing the new coffee stirrers and lifting her own cup to take a sip. "You don't have to feel obligated just because I remember you, Tony. If it comes back, it comes back and if it doesn't then...I guess it's up to you," she says. The last thing she wants is a pity party. ...she just wants him to remember. "You should talk to Steve first, though, either way. And then get back to me if you actually do want to get to know me again. Not that I shared a whole lot the first time, but...I appreciate the sentiment." She gives him a small smile to indicate that she does, in fact, mean that.

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