( Lydia cocks her head to the side, squinting her eyes in thought. ) You know, you aren't wrong. I don't remember anything about faeries. Doesn't mean there isn't anything out there. Once they show up in Beacon Hills I'm sure something will show up. ( She runs her tongue over her lips and rubs them together, then gives Allison a reassuring, if not sympathetic, squeeze to her upper arm. ) What isn't overwhelming anymore, Allison? Think about it. We can handle pretty much anything. It'll be fine. And if it's not fine, then we'll just have to make it fine.