[Kira is fresh out of a shower, having changed into comfy sweats and a tank top. She's not expecting the knock at the door, so she's quick enough to hop off her bed and pad to the door, cracking it open to peer into the hall.]
Oh. Hey, Lydia. Come in?
[She wasn't expecting the banshee, and she does remember their last conversation. Kira's comfortable with opening the door wider in invitation though, not sure what the intent is but not willing to turn Lydia away.]
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Oh. Hey, Lydia. Come in?
[She wasn't expecting the banshee, and she does remember their last conversation. Kira's comfortable with opening the door wider in invitation though, not sure what the intent is but not willing to turn Lydia away.]