Focused in on herself and the task at hand, Lydia barely noticed that she had been recognised by someone. She knew it was possible, in a place like this, but every passing face thus far was unfamiliar. She knew she could probably take to the network and see if there was anyone who knew her that way, but she wanted to know which was was up first.

So much for that plan, though.

The voice was familiar - too familiar - and sent a pang straight to her heart. For a moment, Lydia thought as though she was merely imagining things, her head snapping up; a quick glance around answered that question, though. It was only half a moment more before the redhead gave up the pretense of anything else and half-flung herself at her late best friend for a tight hug. Maybe it was sudden, maybe it was uncharacteristic, but she didn't care. She didn't see any other familiar faces yet, and Allison was here. Allison was here.