Chapter 22: Stuck

If Lyra had to choose between food and money, she would always choose food. No matter how poor she was before, she would still pick food. However, when Zin placed the bowl of green goo in front of her, she wanted to run away immediately.

"It's super green," she commented, while faking a smile. She lifted up the spoon only to find strings of what looked like mucus. It made her wince, but she still tried to smell it. "It smells really sweet," she said.

"It sure is sweet," said Zin. "Master poured the entire jar of sugar in it."

Lyra's eyes widened upon hearing that. "Derrick helped you cook?"

"He did, at least for the jello."

"Jello?" She lifted up the entire bowl just to get a better sniff and look at it. "But it's goo."

"Is it bad?" Derrick asked.

Derreck's eyes almost begged for Lyra to say that whatever he made was delicious and perfect. He kept on watching her expression, biting his lips as he anticipated.

"I haven't tasted it yet," she responded. "I bet it's really yummy!"