Lyra went over what the man had said when she was being led out. She retrieved her things from her locker, putting her wand in her pocket before she went out to meet Ky. Honestly she was a little surprised to see him still here, "Ready to go?"
A murder at midnight ((one-on-one//private//stalk tho, das cool))
(Sorry, I've been pretty busy lately.)
"Yeah let's go." Ky swung his coat around and put it on. "This is why I hate visiting that man." He ran a hand through his hair, exposing his abnormally light blue eyes. "Let's just go home. I need time to think this over." There had to be some clue left behind to help him find this person, and see what he wanted. "Sorry to drag you into this." Ky apologized and turned to Lyra. "I can make you dinner or something, if you'd like?" He was awkward, but he had manners.
(All good)
Lyra held back a giggle, knowing Ky was trying his best. His lack of people skills was obvious but she wasn’t going to comment on it in the present moment. Maybe at a later date, though, “You, want to cook me dinner? Can you even cook?”
"Of course I can cook!" If cooking meant boxed Macaroni and cheese, than yes he can. "You're not afraid of dogs are you?" His dog was well behaved, but you never know if someone might have a fear. They made it to his door step, but he stopped so he could hear her answer first.
Lyra shook her head, pushing a strand of hair out of her face with her wand, "Nah, dogs are fine. I've dealt with worse." Many magical being that weren't the friendliest had knocked on her door or cornered her in an ally but she'd come out on top… albeit with a couple broken bones but still.
Ky opened his door and was greeted by his golden retriever, Sunny. "Hey girl, we have a guest, so behave." He pushed her down off of him and went straight to the kitchen. Opening a cupboard he pulled one of his cook books out. You could clearly see the dust fall off of it. Quickly, he cleaned it off so Lyra wouldn't see. Ky flipped through the book hoping to find the easiest recipe in there. "So, ah, what do you do for a living?" He tried his best to make conversation, but it came out a little unnatural to him.
Lyra was immediately drawn to the dog, cooing softly as she petting the creature a couple times and then followed Ky. She leaned against the door frame, and she did see the dust fall from the book and she rolled her eyes, "I'm in collage. I'm studying biology." She replied, using her wand to clean up a few pots and pans lying in his sink.
"Ah, I see." Stupid, that's all you could say? Why are you so bad at this. Ky hadn't been around people much, unless he was at work. He stopped at a page with just a simple pasta recipe and figured it would be easy enough. Pulling se pasta from him pantry he set it aside and waited for the water to boil.
Lyra walked over and leaned around his shoulder so she could read the recipe and stifled a laugh, "I thought you said you knew how to cook?" She asked, flicking to another, harder, pasta recipe that she knew she could make, "You're a liar, Sir."
"I can cook," he pouted a little. "Just not super complicated meals," He whispered, it was so quiet he could barely hear himself. Ky walked away, letting Lyra take over. He sat on his couch and closed his eyes. Images of both the murders showed up in his mind, and he went over it all over again, to see if there was anything he missed.
Lyra watched him go with a soft sigh. She let him do whatever it was that he was doing before she let out a whistle, "Oi, I'm not doing this all myself ya know. Maybe you can learn a thing or two if you pay attention." She shook her head a little, starting to hum quietly to herself.
"If I can cook a few meals, then I'll be fine. I'm a detective, not a cook." He interrupted her thoughts, so he moved to his board. Removing the sheet, on the board was pictures of victim's and notes. There had to be something left behind. "Thanks for the meal." Somehow Lyra ended up making the meal while Ky worked, like usual.
“No problem. But next time you’re helping.” Lyra replied before taking a bite of her pasta. It was actually really good, but she did decide agates she’d finished that it needed more spices but hey, there was always next time.
"Sure… next time." Wait, did she say next time? Does that mean she plans to stick around? Ky wasn't entirely sure how he felt about that. From he knows she is stubborn and occasionally annoying. On the other hand she would be safer if she stuck around. He didn't need anymore people murdered because of him.
Lyra didn't think too far into what she said. She knew that he was going to be working on the case and she wanted to know the details so it would make sense for her to stick around for a while longer. She grinned and started to pet and play with Ky's dog, trying to keep quiet so she didn't distract Ky from his work.