Allison makes sure the door is closed behind them, letting Vanya slip from her touch as soon as the first second Vanya pulls away. It's not exactly a natural thing even now. Necessary, but not natural. She hasn't had to comfort anyone who wasn't -- but no. No. Vanya is here. Vanya is back. She doesn't want to think of that at this moment when everything still feels suddenly turned inside out.

Her heart still a touch faster for being able to see Vanya's face, watch Vanya pull away, curl into herself.

Time to stand, time to think, she switches what she'd start instinctively earlier, and had left entirely behind her in the heat of the moment. The way they were all trained to do without a seconds thought before the happenstance choice of it. Deeper than a breath. Faster than choice. She can choose now, and she chooses specifically, purposefully. The weeks of learning in it. Fast, but not fast as a thought, when she has to select a lot of things.

To: Vanya Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves
(Locked to Luther Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves,
Number Five Hargreeves, Ben Hargrees, Vanya Hargreeves)

Do you want some water? Anything?


At the same time, and without any flicker to her expression, another message is sent.


To: Luther Hargreeves (Locked)

Vanya is back. Network, family locked.
Diego and I are with her, at the house.