"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”
"i didn't need to warn you." it's a simple admission, jaw slightly tense at the accusatory tone of his voice. lydia understood better than anyone else that unless someone shared her kind of power, they would never truly know what it felt like to walk in her shoes --- to decide what to discuss or to emit from certain conversations. it wasn't easy to be a walking death omen, although it was much worse when her premonitions put a time bomb on someone else. she predicted death, but also had the power to try and stop it to the best of her ability. "i can't just go around telling everyone what i'm feeling. i didn't know for sure, but i stopped it! you're fine, plus if i warned you then it would be the only thing on your mind. you would be too distracted and that in itself could've had terrible consequences. just. . . i needed the time to work it out. you're alive, you're safe, isn't that a win here?"