Lyra POV

Lyra studies him carefully, keeping her face blank.

"Why wouldn't it be?" She asks, and he shrugs.

"You could have changed your mind," he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck and then scowling.

"You're going to be late if we don't leave. Your pack takes ages to cross," he grunts, looking up the stairs.

His eyes land on Lilith, and his eyes immediately widen, quickly hurrying up to her and looping her arm around his shoulder."What's wrong with her?" He asks Kali, and she looks to Lyra for the answers.

"We don't know; I have an ambulance for her. I would have been on time if this...