«After she told Lyra what she really was, they took a break, and this week she was missing Lyra. She was sitting by a bench at a park looking into the sky, swinging her feet in boredom and sadness. She didn’t really like how you kept kicking a ball to her and she got irritated, until this one time. She grabbed the ball and threw it at your face. Making you fall back»

„There! That’ll teach you to stop being so annoying!”

«She didn’t really realize how harsh she was being now.»