"Rosario-" Lyra's heart broke to see this, her best friend falling apart because the adults in her life had kept this from her, all her life. Lyra's own mother had let her down in the past, she knew a bit of what it was like, but this was an outright conspiracy! Jem had never been focused enough for conspiracy and her grandmother would never stand for it (would she? Maybe Lyra had to start side eying the parental figured in her life now, too.)
She squeezed her tight round her waist, right round the wounded middle that Rosario had been clutching so frantically. "You're still you, Ro. You're still you to me. It's ok, it's ok, I got you."