Firefly Glen up till dawn

She nearly snorted at Lyra's declaration, not taking into account that Nikai would surely have to agree to this for it to be so. If he didn't, they'd just have to... encourage him. But as she looked to him, she didn't think he'd disagree. He seemed starstruck. As he should be, she decided. But she liked what Alya said, though knew it went without saying—Lyra sometimes liked to be reminded of her importance, though how could she ever really doubt it? 

A journey, Hydra echoed him, now stepping away from Lyra and toward Alya and Nikai, we do love journeys. Of course we'll visit, she responded, looking to Alya and then Lyra. Some day. What's it like?