Lyra hears something yet stares around. Just where had she gotten to this time? And better yet why was she here in the first place. Would that pulling feeling ever go away? What did it mean? She had so many questions racing through her mind. She looks towards the voice saying yes. She stands up. Dusting herself off. Looking at the male talking to her.<br/><br/>He seemed...nice. Possibly trustworthy. No! Had she not learned her lesson with her close call with that other person? She looks at him. "Lyra. Who are you?" she asks. Then hears Tyme and Fate speaking to her. She pulls them out. "You two are troublemakers...you know that don't you." she looks at him.<br/><br/>The mice now sitting in her hand like they were standing at attention. "The mouse is Tyme. And the rat is Fate. They are my closest and dearest friends." she sighs. "They are my only friends." she looks around. "Why are you out here all by yourself? I don't know myself why I am here. I just go wherever the feeling takes me."