Lyra gave Hope a warm smile, although it carried with it a sense of expectation. "Why thank you, I will probably join you then." She entered into her new room right behind Dameon, and listened to him as he spoke. "It's wonderful, thank you very much." Once Dameon headed out, she took up her briefcase and set it on the table the chair belonged to. Opening it up revealed various disassembled metal pieces and springs, which an expert eye would identify as a machine gun in it's component parts, as well as two pistols and her spiked chain. She began assembling the machine gun, still smiling.<br/><br/>"I must admit, I'm very excited to finally be here. It's been a long time in the making." She looked up at Hope, who had entered in after her. The excitement was clear on Lyra's face. She suddenly stopped working with the machine gun parts. "I guess now's not really the time for this, huh? Was there anything you needed to do before 'tea time'?" She put only the slightest of sarcastic tones on tea time. "I believe I'm already dressed for the occasion."