It would be a fine thing to hide in a lifeboat and wake up on the way to High Brazil. So you oughter take me, Lord Faa, excuse me for interrupting your talk.'Īnd even if she got to the coast on her own, she might stow away on the wrong ship. And like that woman said, you might need women to play a part-well, you might need kids too. You'd be sorry if you got up there and then found you needed me and found you'd left me behind. I can do navigation and I can take anbaromagnetic readings off the Aurora, and I know what parts of a bear you can eat, and all kind of useful things. And before that, even, I meant to rescue my friend Roger the kitchen boy from Jordan who was took. That's what I set out to do when I run away from Mrs. 'I want to come and help rescue the kids. I want to come north, Lyra said so they could all hear it. So although she admired the fur of Sophonax and even speculated on what it might feel like, she never made the slightest move to touch her, and never would. Lyra couldn't remember having to be told that: she just knew it, as instinctively as she felt that nausea was bad and comfort good. Daemons might touch each other, of course, or fight but the prohibition against human-daemon contact went so deep that even in battle no warrior would touch an enemy's daemon. She longed to touch that fur, to rub her cheeks against it, but of course she never did for it was the grossest breach of etiquette imaginable to touch another person's daemon. When the sunlight touched her, it lit up more shades of tawny-brown-leaf-hazel-corn-gold-autumn-mahogany than Lyra could name. When Pantalaimon was a cat, he was lean and ragged and harsh, but Sophonax, for that was her name, was golden-eyed and elegant beyond measure, fully twice as large as a real cat and richly furred. She could hardly take her eyes off Farder Coram's daemon, who was the most beautiful daemon she'd ever seen. Stay here and help Ma Costa and keep safe. John Faa said, 'Lyra, there en't no question of taking you into danger, so don't delude yourself, child.

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