Well (was this shitty of her to think?) she was a lil relieved that at least here was a reason why he'd been in a kinda mood when she got home, wasn't actually anything to do with her at all. So he forgot a trapeze trick, this was mom stuff, it was kinda bigger. And even though she didn't care what Dannielle thought about her, it kinda hurt that she wouldn't even say her name, but that was mom stuff, right? It hurt in ways other stuff didn't, ways that didn't even make sense sometimes. Dannielle wasn't even her mom.
Fuck her, though. "Hell yeah we still married," Lyra said firmly, reaching out to cup his chin, make him look at her again. "Don't think about them then, think about us instead." She looked into his eyes for a moment, searching each one, and then closed hers and the gap between them and kissed him. "We family too, yeah?"