Lyra #2

He’s patiently waiting, as I open my eyes. So, I reluctantly hold out my hand for him to see. And I’m stunned, when he places it on his thigh and gently covers it with an ice pack. “Contrary to what you believe Lyra, I’m not the enemy. For what it’s worth, I’m actually one of the good guys. I could have easily let you die out there, all alone. But I chose to bring you into my home and let you live. So you see, either way you would have lost your free will.”

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