We get a dissolving transition that transitons to Lyra na Lancelot all packed up.

POPPY: Hold up, I smell packed bags!

LYRA: Yeah, Lan and I are going on an expedition.

POPPY: To do what?

LANCELOT: To find a secret key.

LYRA: Unlocked by the Oathstone!

POPPY: Really, just for some measly key? Sounds lame, good luck with that!

LANCELOT: Huh... You're friends aren't really impressed by magic, are they?

LYRA: They've seen me perform, so most magic doesn't seem that impressive to them. Come on, tag-alongs will only slow us down.

They walk away only to run into Ken on the path

KEN: Ahem, where are you two going?

LYRA: We found out everything we need to know about the Oathstone.

KEN: The Oathstone?

LANCELOT: Whoever your informant is, do not let go of him.

KEN: Her. It's the middle of the night, why aren't you waiting until morning?

LYRA: No can do, Ken, I'm too exicited!

LANCELOT: Don't worry, Ken, I'll be watching over her.

KEN: Sighs What is your destination?

LYRA: The Western Coast.

KEN: What?! That will take weeks! Did the captain agree to this?!

LYRA: Yes.

KEN: Something smells fishy and it's not just the fish snacks I packed in my bag. I know you're lying, Lyra.

LYRA: Ken, I'm telling you, it's going to be worth it, both me and Lan have a good feeling about this.

KEN: Sighs again Just... make sure to be careful. I'll handle the captain.

LYRA: Aaw, are you worried all of a sudden?

KEN: You're a valuable asset to us, Lyra.

LYRA: Oh, I know, see you later Ken.

She walks away

LANCELOT: I thought you said you didn't care about her.

KEN: Shut up and get going, if she is hurt, I am holding you accountable.

LANCELOT: Roger that mister "I don't care".

He walks away and catches up with Lyra.