squishy yoshi / / i ♥ stalking
Lyra sat and did nothing more than listen to her uncle's teachings. Clearly, if she were in better spirits at the moment, perhaps answering his questions would be fun. She sat back in her chair with her arms folded to her chest, not paying attention to some of the things that were going on around her. She was good at tuning people out when the situation called for it. When she took notes, she sat up in her chair, scribbled with her quill then leaned back in her chair once more.
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