Lyra looked at him for a long moment.
"Don't make decisions for me based on my condition," she said. Not unkindly. With the specific directness she applied to important things. "But also—" She paused. "Be careful. Because there are people waiting for you to come home."
"I know," Satou said.
"Cassius told you not to let Loki blame himself," Lyra said. "I'm telling you the same thing. When this is finished — don't let yourself."
He didn't answer immediately. He looked at the garden, at the bench and the two trees and the patch of green grass that had stayed green for twenty years, at the earth that was new now in the way earth was new when it had just been opened and closed again.
"I won't," he said.
Lyra squeezed his hand once.
"Everything would be okay , stop blaming yourself" she said.
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[Few hours later]
Morgana had asked them to come to Cassius's old office.
