"What? It's a legitimate question," Lyra replied, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Though looking at you, I think I have my answer. You look very thoroughly satisfied, Jessica. Congratulations."
"I—we—that's—" Jessica stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence.
"Oh, don't be embarrassed," Lyra said, walking over and gently adjusting Jessica's collar, which had been inside-out. "I'm genuinely happy for you. For both of you. Your first time should be with someone who loves you, and clearly it was. That's wonderful."
"You're really okay with this?" Jessica asked, her voice small. "I mean, I know we talked about it, but now that it's actually happened..."
