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closed, it was the same size and shape as the alethiometer.
When that was done, she sat next to lorek Byrnison as he gnawed a haunch of reindeer that was frozen as hard as wood.
"lorek," "Lord Asriel. And they got him captive on Svalbard, you see. I think the Gobblers betrayed him and paid the bears to keep him in prison."
"I don't know. I am not a Svalbard bear."
"I thought you was...."she said, "is it hard not having a daemon? Don't you get lonely?""Lonely?" he said. "I don't know. They tell me this is cold. I don't know what cold is, because I don't freeze. So I don't know what lonely means either. Bears are made to be solitary.""What about the Svalbard bears?" she said. "There's thousands of them, en't there? That's what I heard."He said nothing, but ripped the joint in half with a sound like a splitting log."Beg pardon, lorek," she said. "I hope I en't offended you. It's just that I'm curious. See, I'm extra curious about the Svalbard bears because of my father.""Who is your father?"