Later than. Another time. Another place, most likely.
[And so Oren leaves, not promising anything, but not really dismissing her either. Something in his crystal and otherworldly soul couldn't be entirely cold, not even to Lyra who runs in Morgan's circle.]
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[And so Oren leaves, not promising anything, but not really dismissing her either. Something in his crystal and otherworldly soul couldn't be entirely cold, not even to Lyra who runs in Morgan's circle.]