Sure, as long as you don't forget where you stand and start listening to them. You fucked up, you admitted it, you apologized for it, you're gonna do better in the future.

Everyone move on.

[She doesn't think this is likely, of course, that everyone can or will just move on; Lydia will have to put her money where her mouth is, so to speak. But Letty's willing to give her the chance and also support her having it at all.

At the question, she hesitates again, wrinkles her nose.]

It's weird. And stupid.

[Ugh. The only thing that makes her say anything is she's sure Lydia will hear about it at some point - there's not so much to do on the Barge quite as cheap and effortless as talking, after all - and she'd rather it were from her.]

I got my dumb ass killed in Paris. Roderick did it, no there was no reason, yes I'm fine, yes his warden dealt with it, everything's cool.