Lyra liked the sound of that you can try, and smirked at him like he'd set her a challenge. Oh hell yeah she would, she thought, and took another deep drink of beer before reaching for the cornbread.
But horse-whispering saints (her uncle the horse-whispering saint!) and horse-gods were a way more fascinating topic than music lessons, and she turned her attention back to Patrick as well. He was diving in and talking about crazy things like they were normal, which she guessed they were, for him.
But turning people into foxes and talking to horses wasn't normal and it made her skin prickle up in an excited kind of way. Like the feeling she'd got watching Apollo heal Ricky, but without the immediate sense of horror. Just all fascination. That was her family that could do that shit!