Never before had Lyra been so grateful to her father for teaching her how to defend herself. She was firmly planning on asking him to teach her more once all of this was finish as well just so she wasn't this afraid. Had Ash not been here, who knows what she would've done.
Finally, they made it to safety and Lyra found herself pulled against him and held safely against him. Listening to his words, she closed her eyes and felt the pull of apparation. Safe, she knew she should move away, but she didn't want to as she simply stood there, taking in the scent of him and letting herself calm down. They were safe. Finally, when Lyra felt calm enough again, she looked up at him and leaned up to kiss his cheek. "Thank you."