“He left as soon as Dillon arrived. Might have been that suit of armor, or it might have been the fact that he didn’t want a battle right then. He's done this," she gestured at her neck, pointedly. "And other things to me more times than I can count, Adrian. The cards were just set up terrifyingly in his favor that last time. I'm too strong to let him do whatever he wants. He can imitate my power, but I'll always have my strength. The most he can do is match it and then we're stuck in gridlock, usually. I get a little damage, and then he gets bored. This time, I was weak. I over trained, weightlifting cars that were right, exactly, at my calculated weight limit... so I didn't have my strength, and I wasn't quite as durable as normal. He took advantage of this to use my own powers against me. He's always been after me, ever since grade school. It may not have helped when we entered high school...” Lydia couldn’t help but smirk a bit. “But, as I told him later, if you plan on seducing someone’s friends, maybe you should try to actually get it in.” She grabbed some yogurt out of the fridge, a spoon out of the drawer and jumped on the counter, crossing her legs, peeling the top back. “It’s me he wants, not Alexis or Dillon. I honestly don’t think he’d do it to anyone else… but that might be my egotism talking. He did tell me he was here to see Benjamin, now that you remind me. So… you're saying we need to protect Benjamin.” She looked over at him. “Is that right?”