As she chews another bite, Lydia shakes her head with a facial shrug pulling down the corners of her mouth. When she swallows, she responds, "not necessarily obvious. If you felt like you had to do it, you could've just been doing it for survival and not because you liked it, but that's cool. At least maybe that made it a little easier," she suggests hopefully. Maybe he didn't like his old life, but if he likes driving and that was a huge part of it, at least maybe not everything was awful. It's what makes her life better, loving the people in her pack; loving her mom. The pack and her mother make it so that not everything is awful. Maybe driving does that — did that — for Baby.
She smiles a little as she lifts her pizza, but pauses before taking a bite. Lydia's eyebrows lift slightly. "I like that," she says, because she does. She likes the way he positioned that: movement. "You don't like things to stagnate, I can get behind that. I'm the same way. It's not just movement, it's also change. That's important, otherwise things can get boring or, worse, lonely."
That's another little share about herself, but she doesn't come out and say so in so many words. It's nice to be surrounded by the pack, but right after Allison died, Lydia thinks that maybe she did too good a job acting like she was "just fine" because she felt like she was alone in a crowded room most of the time when she'd been with them. No one had seemed to notice that she had fallen completely apart right in front of them. And that feeling hung on her heavily for what felt like forever, never getting better or worse, just stagnating, and she knew the feeling of loneliness settling in because things didn't change.
...but then the Dread Doctors came, bringing horrible change, but change all the same, and it had helped Lydia to move forward. Not in the way she would've chosen, but she reconnected with the rest of the pack in a way they probably hadn't noticed she'd needed to. So she gets that, too, in her own way.
"I love the change of the seasons the most, especially winter into spring. It kind of, like...breathes new life into everything. It always feels like you get to start over. ...I'm not sure why I feel that way, but it's nice. You know? Plus, driving...I do that to clear my head sometimes. Just drive until I nearly run out of gas..." She used to do that with Allison, too, music blaring, dancing and singing along in their seats. Lydia's claimed that back as her own after Allison's death, because it had been before she'd met the other girl, but she does sometimes miss having her best friend there to partake in the fun with her. "We should road trip sometime. Just for fun. Not really go anywhere in particular, just...drive all day, stay the night somewhere, then turn around and come back. I used to do that with Allison," she says with a fond smile.
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She smiles a little as she lifts her pizza, but pauses before taking a bite. Lydia's eyebrows lift slightly. "I like that," she says, because she does. She likes the way he positioned that: movement. "You don't like things to stagnate, I can get behind that. I'm the same way. It's not just movement, it's also change. That's important, otherwise things can get boring or, worse, lonely."
That's another little share about herself, but she doesn't come out and say so in so many words. It's nice to be surrounded by the pack, but right after Allison died, Lydia thinks that maybe she did too good a job acting like she was "just fine" because she felt like she was alone in a crowded room most of the time when she'd been with them. No one had seemed to notice that she had fallen completely apart right in front of them. And that feeling hung on her heavily for what felt like forever, never getting better or worse, just stagnating, and she knew the feeling of loneliness settling in because things didn't change.
...but then the Dread Doctors came, bringing horrible change, but change all the same, and it had helped Lydia to move forward. Not in the way she would've chosen, but she reconnected with the rest of the pack in a way they probably hadn't noticed she'd needed to. So she gets that, too, in her own way.
"I love the change of the seasons the most, especially winter into spring. It kind of, like...breathes new life into everything. It always feels like you get to start over. ...I'm not sure why I feel that way, but it's nice. You know? Plus, driving...I do that to clear my head sometimes. Just drive until I nearly run out of gas..." She used to do that with Allison, too, music blaring, dancing and singing along in their seats. Lydia's claimed that back as her own after Allison's death, because it had been before she'd met the other girl, but she does sometimes miss having her best friend there to partake in the fun with her. "We should road trip sometime. Just for fun. Not really go anywhere in particular, just...drive all day, stay the night somewhere, then turn around and come back. I used to do that with Allison," she says with a fond smile.