Lyra was the only person in Rosario's life who even knew about the Goldenhawks in all their infuriating weirdness, and about the research project that was rapidly eating up all of her free time. Talking to somebody else about it was... well, once Avery dropped the conspiracy crap and began asking actual, reasonable questions... it wasn't terrible. For a moment, it almost seemed to heading towards cathartic.
Then Avery had to ruin it by veering the conversation right back towards Crazytown. Lyra had even begun nodding along with him, and it took every inch of Rosario's self-control not to roll her eyes. "They're not aliens," she said bluntly.