Altar of Twilight i keep ending up here

Alya moved a bit closer when she realized she was supposed to have met this wolf before. As Hydra, of course, since Lyra did not make a habit of meeting wolves at the borders. But Alya did not bother to don more of Hydra than her self-assured stance - she doubted this man would know her well enough to tell the difference.

"I don't believe I dropped it," she quipped, a teasing cast to her dark face. "But I remember you," she lied, the words coming out almost more easily than the truth. "How does Morningside fare?"