Lydia frowns a little at the response. It's vague and she can't actually tell if Allison means it literally or whether she's just trying to avoid coming out and saying in exactly so many words that she had died. If she hasn't gotten to that yet, then Lydia doesn't want to clue her in. At least...not tonight.

The question gets turned back on her and Lydia takes a deep breath before letting it out slowly. "Well...," she starts. "After...the Oni," she finishes with a pause before adding, "I kicked a Berserker's ass with a baseball bat?" That might be a stretch, but she did go after it and she did live to tell the tale, so there is that. "It was a little while after the Oni for me. And then several months here and now here we are."

Lydia has never felt uncomfortable around Allison, but suddenly, she sort of does. Not because she doesn't want to see her or be around her, but because she's not really sure whether they ought to address the elephant in the room — for a second time, for Lydia — or just steadfastly ignore it in favor of catching up.