Lydia's a great listener, that's for sure. And somehow, way more so than when she'd told Stiles, it feels good to tell Lydia. It's comforting, somehow. But that remark...that suggestion -- somehow it just makes anger flare up in Rachel's throat, and she pushes a hand through her hair agitatedly.

"No -- no, it's not. Not even close. Because it means they're fighting alone, okay? It means they don't have me. There were only six of us to begin with. If I'm stuck out here, and the only person I even know here is from some weird alternate reality...no. It's worse."