"I could be down with this option..." It wasn't like it wasn't a fear of hers. If anything happened to her dad, she didn't...she didn't know what she would do. Losing her mother had been hard enough. And it was the main reason for Lydia's fascination with death now -- the "suicide" pictures she took. Already her mind was forming another set. Maybe a murder set...something formed around poison?

And he wasn't alone. He had her. And she would help in anyway he needed her to. "No. No one is going to mind. Especially given the circumstances..."