Lyra found her at the second hour past noon.
Not looking for her specifically. She had come to the archive for her own reasons, the third volume of the founders' framework documentation that Bren had set aside for her three days ago and which she had not collected yet because other things had been more immediate. She came in through the main door and went left toward the collection shelf where Bren left things for her and she saw Mira at the reading table in the good light, the east archive in the afternoon, and she stopped.
Mira had not heard her come in.
She was sitting at the table with the authenticated copy of Daev Moonfall's research open in front of her, not reading it, looking at it, the specific quality of looking that was different from reading, the way you looked at something when the content was not the point and the existence of it was.
Lyra stood in the doorway for a moment.
