POV: Lyra She read Riven's letter twice. She read it the first time with the analytical attention she brought to all correspondence, parsing the structure and the implication and the specific word choices, and then she read it again with the different kind of attention she was learning to bring to things he wrote, the attention that listened for what was underneath the structure, and she found, both times, that it said exactly what it said and nothing more and nothing less and that the simplicity of it was the point. He had been finding it too. The small quiet thing. In the same location, for approximately the same amount of time. He did not know what to do with it either, which she found more reassuring than a declaration would have been, because a declaration would have been something she had to evaluate for strategy and she had promised herself she was done with that particular habit in this particular context. She went to the writing desk. She wrote the letter in one sitting, on
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