"You know what," Little said, standing up, "I don't need you to tell me all this stuff. I didn't come here so you could be my dad, or whatever! I'll just fucking go and then I won't be annoying you anymore!"
Lyra stepped in quickly, saying, "sweetie, don't go, come on, at least eat first. We're just worried."
Little didn't sit back down, but she didn't keep moving towards the door anymore. She just glared at the floor, trying not to get teary.
"Thane and I have both lost a lot of people," Lyra said gently. "We just both know that there's never as much time to tell your friends and family how much you love them."