Lyra wore a cross between a frown and a pout when Robert told her NO! She couldn't believe that someone would actually tell her that besides the obvious. Her bottom lip stuck out as her brows lowered. "But..." she chimed in, wanting to say something but...couldn't. OH! Darnit! She would just...talk about it later!

"Fine," she began, crossing her arms to her chest. "I'll leave it for now, but don't expect me to hold gossip in! That is like telling me that I can't look in a mirror. It just doesn't happen and never will." If the girl knew anything, someone else would know about it too.