Avery's mouth was in a hard, bitter line. He didn't know how much to say, how much he even wanted to say with this complete stranger in front of them as well. At least Rosario looked angry, even if she didn't know all the details.
"Thought you said you told her?" he asked Lyra, indicating Rosario. Gone public with Archer Goldenhawk being a fucking alien, was what, but maybe Lyra was going to word it in a way that didn't freak her out. Then again, Rosario seemed more mad that they'd fault Lyra for hanging out with him once or twice than defending anything she may know about Avery. He fixed his eyes on Rosario, trying to work out her prejudices.