Lyra's eyes were bright with fear and when the brother approached her she got ready to meet her father but she was suddenly lifted and a worried voice was seeming to try and calm or comfort her perhaps. Lyra stood on her own wait and inhaled sharply still visibly shaken up, "Not only was I quite lost...but I..." She dead stopped was telling these boys a deeper fear of hers a good idea? She thought about what Allie had said, she would give them a chance, "I have a strong fear of water...even the dripping of a faucet is enough to make me quite rigid...upon seeing your lake...I lost myself...please forgive me for my very uunladylike behavior?" She straightened up but her eyes were still full of fear, all she wanted was for her mother to wrap her in a tight hug, though she would sooner die than admit that.