Lyra sank beneath the table, and spoke barely above a whisper "...I barely know you... But I wouldn't mind that." She rose up from beneath the table, feeling oddly comfortable around this strange unicorn. "I uh, wouldn't want to die though... And I'm not experienced enough for teleportation spells, hence why I'm going to that unicorn's academy in canterlot... I mean, what would Bon-Bon think?"