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Lydia Martin personifies (eunoia) wrote in paradisolog,

Lydia hummed her amusement. "So far, it totally sucks. It's almost definitely only going to get worse," she agreed. "I'm used to the werewolves and bears don't actually surprise me as much as they probably should," she went on. New arrivals were a thing that happened almost daily. "Comm box drama? Oh no...what happened?" she asked, looking concerned. "Everything okay now?"

Taking a deep breath and letting out a contented sigh, Lydia nodded a little against him. "That sounds amazing..." she admitted as she moved away from his side and into his hut. She figured those sorts of activities would have to be reserved for Stiles who was obligated to do them. It was a pleasant surprise to hear that Finnick wouldn't mind helping her in that regard, as well. "I like spending time with you, too," she said with a fond smile.

Finnick was like having a Stiles that she was attracted to. She felt close to him, which was important to her, but being attracted to him added the bonus of wanting to sleep with him to the pleasure of spending time with him that wasn't filled with sexual escapades and Lydia liked that a lot.