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H_Grainger1322 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.
Lyra heard Robert's voice and then felt his arms around her. Immediately she responded by holding him close as she cried into his robes. "I-I came here to speak to-to Professor Shackleton," she stuttered slightly from crying. "They are in there talking right now and I'm afraid something is wrong with my uncle." Then the tears began to flow even harder.
"I-I-I cccccan't lloooose him t-t-tooo." Her fingers grasped his robes as she pulled him closer to her. The girl needed sleep but she was definitely not leaving until she heard any news of her uncle.