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It was just a precaution, keeping here there over night. The wound had been so close to so many vital things, that they'd insisted on her staying, despite vehement protests. Of course, in the end, she'd lost the fight, so now she sat in the hospital bed, pale figure dressed in scrubs(there had been no way she was wearing a gown.). There were dark rings beneath her eyes like bruises, and a thick bandage at the side of her neck.

When Raven arrived she'd find the ginger staring silently out the window, but her head lifted at the familiar voice, and she managed a quick, genuine smile, as she saw the blonde, the flowers, the bundle of balloons. "Did you leave anything for other visiting loved ones?" It looked like she'd cleaned out the gift shop.

"I'm alright." Now. Mostly. Small fingers curled into the blankets pooled in her lap. She cast a look over Raven's shoulder, at the door, and gave a very small shake of her head in response to her other questions.

"Close the door, would you?" She kept her tone chipper, though one look at delicate features would say other wise. Strain and exhaustion taking their toll.

A soft smile answered that frown. "I really am alright." At least physically. The wound was stitched up, she'd had a round of antibiotics to fight off infection, and and there was an iv in her hand to replace the fluids she'd lost. If she was perhaps a touch paler than her usual milky complexion, well. It had been a hard few days. Weeks, really.

Raven's threat had soft features turning stony, and she gave a very firm shake of her head that resulted in a sharp wince and a hand coming up to the side of her neck. "You can't," she said adamantly, fear widening her eyes. "You have to promise me you won't."

It hit her then, that she hadn't made Chaonis make the same promise. That even now, he could have been out there, hunting that ******** b***h. Hurt, bleeding, dying. No. No he wouldn't... Would he?

Fingertips trembled as she wrapped them in the blankets covering hr lap. "Please, I can't worry about you, too."

The promise was reassuring enough to have the ginger settling back against her pillows with a long sigh, eyes closing. Painite needed to die, but the b***h was strong, ruthless. She'd fended off three senshi and a royal knight the evening before, and she didn't dare imagine what the general would do to Lesath should the blonde go after her. Not that the eternal of moths wasn't strong, but...

It was just better if she stayed away from Painite. One less thing for Lydia to worry about.

Silence settled around them, but Lydia didn't feel compelled to break it just yet. She lay back, listening to the sound of her own pulse beeping, before that innocent question had her opening her eyes.

How much did she trust Raven? Lesath. How much was she willing to tell the other girl? They had grown so close, shared the same weariness for the war they had been drug into. Countless conversations, secrets shared. She'd told Raven everything, except for this...

But maybe she needed an ally on this side. Of course she trusted Chaonis and Camelot, but she could only stay powered up so long.

So, hesitantly, she turned her hand in Raven's hold, squeezing those slender fingers. "Chanois."

She had expected his reputation to proceed him, but apparently not. Lydia blinked up at Raven, considering just leaving it at the name, but she owed the other girl more than that.

"Chaonis, eternal Senshi of Danger." Not corrupted, not Dark Mirror.

Her lower lip rolled in, teeth catching and biting down on it as she waited, watching Raven's face.

Pale eyes never left Raven's face as she tried to work through what Lydia was saying. In a way, she was relieved the other girl had never encountered Chaonis, it meant there was no bias against him. Not like she knew Quinn carried.

At the same time, it made it harder on the ginger. Confessing this secret was hard enough without going into detail, but she needed an ally on this side, someone she could depend on, someone she trusted, that she could go to, cry to, cling to.

Lips pressing together, she gave a shake of her head. No, Chaonis would never join the Dark Mirror court, and Navi would never ask him. They had made that promise to each other a long time ago, to never pressure the other, to never judge, to live only in the moment, think only of each other.

The utterly blase response to this news was enough to have ginger brows dipping as Raven leaned in to lay a kiss on the Lydia's forehead. She frowned, blinking up into that lovely face as the blonde went on to insist she meet Chaonis, that he needed to wow her, to prove he was good enough to be with Lydia...well, Navi.

"Wait." This was a little much. "Wait wait, hold on." One hand came up waving between them. This was a lot to take in. Not just the unquestioning acceptance, but the demand to meet him.

She took a deep breath, chest rising and falling before giving Raven's hand a soft squeeze. "He's nice," she offered lamely, still quite shocked, not to mention the pain killers running through that small body. "He loves me." This she knew for certain. "He hates chaos, hates our court, but he loves me."

Glancing down, she tried to imagine telling him that a friend wanted to meet him, what his reaction might be. It made he smile. "I'll tell him. I don't know when we'd be able to, but we'll set something up."

Looking up again, she focused on pale eyes, wondering just how honest she wanted to be here.

This conversation was going a different direction than expected, and despite the fact that it was actually going favorably, Lydia was still left feeling vaguely exhausted. Which, to be fair, might have been the pain killers running through her system.

"If you've never encountered him, and you're with me, He shouldn't have any reason to see you as a threat." She frowned, thoughtfully. It was such a complicated scenario. Senseless violence from both sides, attacking blindly. Navi was guilty of it. She had been quite the relentless little hunter when she'd first awoken into this war. She knew how ugly the war could be.

A sigh followed Raven's concerns, and she nodded, lips pressing together. Now or never... "I need to...tell yous something." it came out quiet, hesitant. A clear indication that whatever it is that was on her tongue was even harder to speak about than being in love with a member of the white moon court. "And you can't tell anyone else. Especially not your boyfriend."

Was that a flash of fear in hazel eyes? Indeed it was.