Robert walked down the second floor corridor humming a random song quietly under his breath with, surprisingly, no books in his hands. As he rounded the corner he saw Lyra leaning against a door with her head in her hands and walked over to her. "Lyra?" As he got closer he thought he saw a shimmering streak over the part of her face he could see and he took her in his arms, "Lyra...shhhh." He didn't know why she was crying but he wanted to do anything to make her stop. "It's okay...what happened?" He asked quietly as he held her close to him, his head on top of hers.