Just pointing out that Yasha mentioned she could see what you got up to. She's already awake, by the way, had a book with her.

[ He climbs into bed and sets the plates between them, the jug of sweetwine on the bedside table, and flops on his side as he eats. Squirming closer lets him put his head in Molly's lap. ]

You're going out with the girls today, aren't you? We'll have to hit the bathhouse soon, you know how impatient Beau is to get going.