"I'm Pantalaimon. I'm part of Lyra... or rather, we're part of each other," Pantalaimon said, Lyra felt a flicker of apprehension. She wasn't sure whether it came from herself or Pantalaimon, and in the end, there wasn't much difference. Pantalaimon speaking was unusual- most of the time, he only spoke with her, since there were no other daemons in the city.
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