"Initiating Virtual Shield." Annoying, and Lydia's voice was almost a monotone as she called on the spell from her Programmer job. A barrier coming to surround the console, along with Lydia and K'Pandolu. It would buy them time, and prevent Chrom from attacking the machine. Her two puppet-robots with the odd-skeletal heads standing nearby, away from the shell.

"So long as the cycle exists, we are not in control of our own lives, Ms. K'Pandolu." Another smile, tinged with sadness but not reaching her eyes. Too much had happened for Lydia to really find joy in much anymore.