Lyra looked into Ness's eyes before breaking into a fit of crying, hugging her. "oh thank the fucking gods, you're here, you're really here!" she sucked in gasps of air and pulled away grom Ness, looking scared. "But- but what if you aren't really here? I- I need to- I need to do this, die on my feet with a sword and proud, then on my back as sickness takes me. Its what Long Fang would expect, what he'd want."