[The force behind that statement shocks Lisa for a moment, and she comes to a sudden stop, stepping into a shallow puddle - yes, she knows generally how Illya feels, but. Hearing it aloud like this is a balm for her heart after she's dragged it through the (literal and metaphorical!) mud for the last little bit, and her face lights up with warmth and appreciation. The earlier stuff, she could at least disagree with on principle. This last bit, it's just. A pure statement of emotion. And all she can do is take it at glorious face value.]

Even if you're not like them... sometimes I think I just need to feel like someone's in my corner, yeah? I can work my way up to my, um, coworkers. I just need... [A silly but honest grin at Illya, as Lisa's cheeks burn just a little.] Just a little bit of reassurance sometimes. Thank you, Illya-chan. [A beat, and a twitch of her arms.] I was going to offer you a hug, but. We're both soaking wet, so I don't know how that would work. Raincheck? [She snorts as the word leaves her mouth. Ha, rain.]