The hug speaks volumes anyway. That's the beauty of being best friends. Allison and Lydia don't always have to verbally communicate to get their points across. They know one another well enough to be able to read body language and context. Allison isn't really a hugger, in Lydia's opinion, which is not to say that her friend lacks in giving affection, but Lydia thinks Allison just...doesn't hug for the sake of hugging.

So it tells Lydia everything she needs to know and she clings back to the brunette like her life depends on it, smoothing Allison's hair against her head and burying her face against Allison's shoulder. "It's okay," she intones. "It's okay, you're okay. I'm okay. We're fine. We're fine."

She rocks a little in place with Allison in her arms. "Allison, it's okay, we're both here now we're going to be fine."