Milo's POV
“We should have gone with her,” I say, looking up at the setting sun. “She should have been back hours ago. We shouldn’t have let her go out on her own.”
“Have you ever tried to stop Lyra from doing something she wanted to do?” Cassian asks.
He’s pacing back and forth in front of the steps leading down to Giuseppe’s, and I know for a fact he isn’t nearly as calm as he’s letting on.
“She insisted on going by herself. There wasn’t anything we could have done about it, short of physically holding her down.”
“Well, maybe we should have done that,” I say.
Nobody bothers to dignify that with an answer, which is fair enough. Of course none of us were going to physically restrain Lyra from doing what she wanted to do.
“Do you think something happened to her?” Wilder asks.
“It’
