"Ah– haha," Lyra laughs in surprise, just a little sheepish, as she leads the way through the gate and into the cemetery itself. The grass is growing thick under her feet, probably only a couple of days away from being mowed back into proper respectability, and Lyra likes the feel of that; gonna be a soft blanket under them when they find someplace dark to set down.
She throws her curls back over her shoulder as she looks at Rosario, explaining her laugh as she holds up her own bag. "I got donuts too— thought that was on me." She doesn't say it with any real conviction, though, cuz if history is anything to go on, probably Rosario did offer but all that'd stuck in Lyra's mind was the idea to get donuts. $23.06 in her account right now, but she'd had more at the start of the day. But like, Rosario deserved donuts, a girl had to celebrate locking eyes with a black hole somehow and – and money was for spending, right? "We gonna be so sugared. I got a little vodka, too, 'case we got cold."