Lydia opened her mouth to warn him to watch his step only to end up being too late. Stiles went down and Lydia took a deep breath, lifting her chin to look up at the sky as if to say this is what you gave me to work with, Arva, just remember that; this was your choice, before sighing and looking back at him when he got back to his feet.
"I want to be the first to have a baby on the island and I want my partner to be someone who will take care of me while I'm pregnant. I want it to be someone I know I can trust and who I know cares about me, so that narrows it down to you."
Looking back at him, she lifted her eyebrows. "You're smart, you're funny, you're conventionally attractive, and you're a good problem solver. We'd make a physically attractive and intelligent baby, which would be a hell of a lot better a contribution than anything Malia will come up with based on her current criteria, which will make my offspring superior. I'm smart enough that if I have to settle for Scott, my IQ can make up the difference, more than likely, but I'd rather not have to compromise that. So...are you in, or are you out? And please try not to fall over again. Once is an accident; twice, I second guess myself."