“Oh my god,” Lyra couldn’t help it, looking at Avery’s tiny face (well, young face— the picture was professionally huge) hit her with the strongest desire to tease him, but she wasn’t gonna do it in front of his mom. She was glad she’d stopped herself, realising a moment later that since she didn’t actually know the extent of the unhappiness of his childhood it’d be a pretty dick move to tease him about it. “He’s a pretty adorable adult,” she said instead, and poked Avery’s side and winked. “To the chosen, anyway.”