Smiling, Lydia gives a hum of approval. They're both in a better position now, which has both benefits and drawbacks for them each. The benefits outweigh the difficulties by far, though. He can share more food, they can have more privacy. She lifts her eyebrows a little at his comment, because she wonders if he's saying that without realizing that the same can be said for him.

"We've both done a good job and worked hard and I'm glad we're both being recognized for it," she replies with a soft but firm tone, because it's important to her to make sure that he understands: even though he might not think he's doing anything great, Lydia believes that he is. Obviously, so does the Computer or someone with enough pull to have a recommendation for a promotion for him to be taken seriously and applied.

She leans in again, giving him a chaste kiss on the cheek before her lips move to whisper in his ear. "There are lots of things we can do to celebrate our successes, but most of the ones I like best can't happen while we're standing around in the Commissary..." Lydia pulls back again and gives him a coy little smirk in case he's feeling like using the vision he's fairly newly acquired. And if not, she's sure he'll hear it in her voice when she adds, "just saying."