"Eh?" Lyra dumbfoundedly uttered before she felt embarrassed by her simplistic response.
The blonde man observed her expression and laughed mildly, making Lyra blush a little more widely, before gesturing at her.
"Come on. I want you to meet the team so that they can say thank you too."
This time Lyra didn't respond, and silently followed behind him. She took the second to regain composure and donned a causal expression.
As they noticed the two approaching, the members of the group all stopped what they were doing and looked up.
Jackson was the first to get up and quickly approached Lyra in a fluster.
"Th-thank you so much for helping us! If-if it wasn't for you, it could have been much more worse... Uh-uhm, I didn't even get your name." He raised his head, sheepishly scratched his neck, and said.
Lyra lingered, then glanced at the faces of everyone looking at her curiously with anticipation, and froze.
'What?'
She coughed.