She fetches Allison.

"Lydia! Lydia, are you alright?"

She hugs her friend tightly. 

The cops sound closer. 

Well.

Is Lydia all right?

Lydia is covered in leaves and twigs and looks vaguely angry and scared about it. 

She's not fine yet, but she does seem to like Allison hugging her and crying and stroking her hair. 

The cops will probably feel like they're intruding. 

Solvei kind of feels like she's intruding too. She stands well back.

The cops are all focused on calling the relevant people, like Lydia's parents and the sheriff.

One of them approaches Allison, a scowl in his face.

"I see you found your friend. What did you think you were accomplishing with a stunt like this, you had your family worried sick."

On the one hand, there are a few good reasons not to get involved. On the other hand: no.

"Excuse me?" says Solvei.

"This girl's pointless dramatics had the entire town working to find her all night, because she felt like wandering the woods. Your name, young lady?" 

"Solvei Koskin. You can't figure she did it on purpose, can you? Who would even do that? She must've been sleepwalking or something, it's the only reasonable explanation."

"We'll have to take you back to the hospital, Martin, they obviously shouldn't have released you." 

Less to argue with there.

"You two, the friends, the sheriff will be wanting to talk to you. Come with me. You can call your parents on the way, if they want to yell at us once we get there." 

"Talk to us about what?"

"If he disagrees with my instinct, I imagine it'll be about whether you want to file an official complaint against me. Either way he'll want to know how you're holding up, and if you have any guesses as to what's going on with her."  

"Fair enough."

So they go. 

Allison doesn't object much, just hugs Lydia.

The sheriff is at the station, waiting just inside the door. 

So is this stern woman, glaring at all the deputies.

"Are you girls alright? I hope you haven't been mishandled, this is a bit of a messy situation."

"I'm okay," says Solvei, when neither of the other two speaks up. "We've all been worried about Lydia, I'm glad we managed to find her."

Allison is not really paying attention to anyone else right now. 

Someone seems unhappy with this, too.

"Allison, are you alright? We were all so worried for you."

"Mom! I didn't see you there, I'm sorry. Everything's fine, I'm just glad everything turned out okay."

"Thank you, Sheriff, for organizing this search, but really, I'm fine now."