Lydia nods. "I'm sorry." she says, daring to step closer.

"I can't even begin to imagine what it must be like. And I could see how this would make sense." Lydia looks out over the camp and swallows.

"But you understand what's happening? They're not just going after the wolves. They're hurting people who've come here to be safe. Your friends are out there." There's a pause. "There's a boy out there who really likes you, Allison. And he's in the thick of it. What if they hurt him too?"