Lyra

sits quietly, a faint trace of dried tears on her cheeks

Oh... hello. I didn't expect company.

I'm Lyra. I'd offer you something to drink, but... well, that's not really something I can do. Not for you, and honestly, not for myself either — at least not in the way you'd expect.

sighs softly

It's a long story involving a curse I probably deserved. What brings you here?