Imagine all the relief

Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn

"Oh!" she exclaims, excitement and interest lighting her piercing gaze. "I didn't realize he was your son." Delighted by this turn of events, and recognizing the unmistakable pride on Noah's face, she adds, "He did well on the mission. I'm not sure we would have found them all if he hadn't been able to track them down from above." And help them avoid danger, like that ursur den they'd stumbled across.

Her news is met by a vibrant, animated expression that takes Lyra's breath away. Noah's face splits into a smile, its light chasing away the stoic calm that she's come to expect from her friend. It's so unexpected that she nearly misses his congratulatory response, only managing to catch the tail end. "She was incredible," Lyra agrees of Safrin. "Exactly as you say - kind, generous. It's like... she saw something in me that I didn't know existed, and yet when she brought it to light, it felt like it had been there all along."

And then his voice bloomed across the Attuned bond, sending a shiver of delight up Lyra's spine. Rather than answer aloud or via the bond because she's not a high enough level yet, the woman merely grinned. Then, as easily as breathing, she shifted, and after only a moment, she stood as a Newfoundland dog before Noah, wagging her tail and wuffing softly enough not to wake Marcus down the hall.

Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long

Lyra