Thomas | Lydia
I mean, if I asked you not to, there was a reason, right? I mean there had to have been a reason.
[He doesn't reach out for her either. He has no idea who they even are to each other; has no idea if hugging or hand holding would be appropriate. He thinks momentarily of Teresa and his insides twist unpleasantly at the memory of her betrayal. He has to look away from this girl whose face is completely unfamiliar.]
Maybe I knew what was going to happen. Maybe I knew what WICKED would do if you guys came looking for me.