Tyssa nodded at her words, not looking up at her as Lyre moved to leave.
She swayed her tail as she listened to the clatter of glass. She turned her head towards the glass again, looking at it properly before she realized it was a hazard.
The Experiment wanted for Lyre to leave the room before she would start cleaning.

As soon as Lyre would close the door after leaving, Tyssa moved quickly; hopping onto her feet before she moved her tail around and swept the glass into a small pile. She moved around to try and look for a waste bin of some kind, moving to sweep her tail again to pull more glass into a pile.

Tyssa's attention moved back to what was left of the Tube she rested in, looking at the jaggered points of glass that hung from the top and juttered up from the bottom, causing her to sway her tail and flexed her wings slowly.
[color=b44682]"This is dangerous."[/color] She uttered out loud, [color=b44682]"Dangerous for... Lyre."[/color] She said with a growl.