Lyra POV

The Lyra returns to her room without remembering to return to it.

Sonya is baffled, sitting silently while Lyra's mind is blank.

"It was a good kiss for me, not kissing back," she mutters, lying in bed.

She puts Andreas's sweatshirt down beside her, not sure what to do with it - she took it because she didn't know where to put it if she didn't.

Sniffing at the hoodie, she still can't find a scent on it; it's alike Andreas uses a scent-blocker.

Lying there for a few minutes, Sonya starts getting restless, forcing Lyra to get up.

Can we go for a run?, Sonya pleads, and...