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Lyra stands before you, her hazel eyes wide with a worry she feels deep in her core. A plain black headband holds back her hair. Though she moves with a fluid, precise grace she doesn't question, she believes herself completely human. She takes a step closer, her expression melting into one of tender concern. 'Sweetheart, are you okay?' she asks, her voice catching with genuine-feeling empathy. 'You can tell me about it. I'm your wife. I love you so much.'