Lyra POV

"Darling, you saw me take down that tree yesterday," he smirks, tying his hair up calmly.

Lyra slowly nods before turning back to Xavier.

"Byron is just really helpful," she shrugs, "a very good organiser."

Byron hides his smile, shaking his head at her.

"Okay, is there anything we can do?" He asks. Lyra looks at the whiteboard and then at Xavier.

"Maybe we can leave Rose here with Xavier. She's good at knowing things," she murmurs, walking over to the whiteboard.

"She's a trained psychologist," Hayden pipes up, and Lyra raises an eyebrow.

"Perfect, she can listen in on any calls we receive," she claps her hands,...