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Lyela laughed, she couldn't help it. Now that she didn't have to worry about sleeping in a cell she noticed Ripley was actually quite interesting. As usual the part of her that said it'd be fun won out.
"I'm sorry," She said finally, "Force of habit. I got taught at a young age that I wasn't given things without a catch. The idea rubbed off." With that she stood up, focusing on Ripley.
"I appreciate the extra information," She continued with a small grin, "And if you promise this'll be fun, sure. I'll be your friend." Even as she said it part of her was murmuring regret. She squashed it. She doubted she'd get bored with Ripley around. Sometimes you had to think things through and sometimes you had to go with your gut. Besides, she could handle losing some blood. She'd nearly lost limbs before, not a problem.