“Not exactly.” Avery pursed his lips, his thumb hovering over the screen, not quite replying. Lyra wasn’t going to like this. He almost didn’t want to tell her. He would though. He should. “Uh. Apollo wants me to pick something up for him.” His tone was neutral, not revealing his opinions on the matter, and he glanced sideways at Lyra.
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