The way Allison eases back on the sofa is a little more comfortable, almost familiar. As if, if she closed her eyes, she could almost picture herself back home with Lydia and talking about their day in her living room. It makes her look a little bit more relaxed. It makes her feel like she can breathe a little easier.
Lydia's comment about what doesn't kill you make her stronger is definitely vague, but for now she doesn't pry. A curious look does cross her face, though, because she does wonder about everything that she missed. Both in Beacon Hills and here, but she knows that would probably take all night. And, while Allison is new around here, she knows the schedule she's expected to follow now - curfew included. They have all the time in the world, now, to catch up properly; she'll save her most prying questions later.
For now, she can't help but grin at the way that Lydia makes it known that she's going to rise to the tip top. It doesn't surprise her, whatsoever. If anything, the way that Lydia had been kind of modest about her comment of how she had been killing it was more surprising. She knows her best friend can damn well get to the tip top, and she doesn't doubt it for a moment. Considering the place they're in, and the rules that this place seems to have, she knows that something like that will probably be dangerous, but she knows Lydia. She also knows herself. If Lydia wants to get to the very top, she would do it, and Allison would help her fight the whole way. No questions asked.
"I'm not worried. I know you're going to kick ass. And, we'll get home." She holds her smile, although that part... It's hard to tell if that part is even possible. She's not going to rain on that parade, though; for now, it's just nice to talk about it. It's almost as if it gives them a purpose. And, in some ways, it shifts Allison mentality a little. She never planned on being a lackey to the Computer, but she had gotten pretty comfortable with the idea that this is her new reality. Her new life - or, rather, her afterlife and she had been planning on making the most of it. But, knowing that Lydia is stuck here, it changes things. Maybe she can at least help her get home.
Maybe they really would be able to overrun the Computer.
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Lydia's comment about what doesn't kill you make her stronger is definitely vague, but for now she doesn't pry. A curious look does cross her face, though, because she does wonder about everything that she missed. Both in Beacon Hills and here, but she knows that would probably take all night. And, while Allison is new around here, she knows the schedule she's expected to follow now - curfew included. They have all the time in the world, now, to catch up properly; she'll save her most prying questions later.
For now, she can't help but grin at the way that Lydia makes it known that she's going to rise to the tip top. It doesn't surprise her, whatsoever. If anything, the way that Lydia had been kind of modest about her comment of how she had been killing it was more surprising. She knows her best friend can damn well get to the tip top, and she doesn't doubt it for a moment. Considering the place they're in, and the rules that this place seems to have, she knows that something like that will probably be dangerous, but she knows Lydia. She also knows herself. If Lydia wants to get to the very top, she would do it, and Allison would help her fight the whole way. No questions asked.
"I'm not worried. I know you're going to kick ass. And, we'll get home." She holds her smile, although that part... It's hard to tell if that part is even possible. She's not going to rain on that parade, though; for now, it's just nice to talk about it. It's almost as if it gives them a purpose. And, in some ways, it shifts Allison mentality a little. She never planned on being a lackey to the Computer, but she had gotten pretty comfortable with the idea that this is her new reality. Her new life - or, rather, her afterlife and she had been planning on making the most of it. But, knowing that Lydia is stuck here, it changes things. Maybe she can at least help her get home.
Maybe they really would be able to overrun the Computer.
"So. Any pointers? Things I should know about?"