Lyra POV

Lyra secures her hair into a tight braid and laces up her boots.

"You look like you're going into a war," Lilith comments, sitting up slightly from the bed.

Kali nods in agreement, eating some popcorn from their shared bowl.

"I would rather go into war than walk into this interrogation," Lyra admits truthfully, sighing ruefully as she smooths down some flyaway hairs.

"It won't be that bad; you're being dramatic!" Lilith exclaims, getting off the bed and walking over to her friend.

Lyra looks at her and shakes her head, rolling her shoulders back and trying to relax.

"You're so tense," Kali observes, watching the two move...