Just as easily and silently as the tears had begun to fall, the sound of her name is enough to make them stop. Or would have been, if that were a superpower she possessed. Her chest shudders as Allie drags in a steadying breath of air, a hand coming up to hastily wipe away the tears that tracked her cheeks and it's like watching somebody desperately trying to don a disguise, the mask not sitting quite right in the haste that was taken to pull it on.

It still takes her another moment or two to respond, Allie needing a second to force the steel back into her spine. To breathe past the lump that feels lodged in her throat as her chin raises in defiance of her own roiling emotions.

"Yeah." She can hear the slight tremor in her voice and curls her fingers into the palm her hand, the crescent shape indents that are made by her nails helping her to claw back another inch of control. "Yeah, Kol. It's just me." His was not a voice she could easily forget.