crazy week! sorry!
She was cautious to approach - no-one else had a daemon in corporeal form around them, and while she'd only truly met Lee as a ghost, she'd seen Hester and he around. She'd picked up on the different time streams - a concept she couldn't understand, but Dust must have had a reason, perhaps trying to right itself after all those wrong years.
"Hester," she said again quietly when she was closer. "You don't know me, but I know you. And Lee, the flying aeronaut, who love Lyra like his own. It's a pleasure to see familiar company in such a strange place."
Lee looked like he was about to take off and she called to him, "When you've a minute, Mr Scoresby?"