Rosmira and Nayla enter the breakfast room together, both flushed and red-faced. Rosmira wears her usual smug expression, while Nayla keeps one hand carefully over her mouth.
Jews and Leon are already seated with their breakfast, exchanging knowing looks. Brittany turns scarlet behind the counter and covers both ears, mortified by what she can plainly infer.
Jews
Good morning, lovers. I see your all-night conversation was remarkably thorough.
Leon Wolfe
We agreed not to ask questions, but your faces are making that agreement very difficult.
Brittany Star
I am not hearing this. I am absolutely not hearing anything about my guests before breakfast.
Nayla lowers her hand, still embarrassed but steady, and takes the chair beside Rosmira. The teasing softens as warm plates are passed around and the group settles together.
Nayla Iko
Whatever happened between us stays ours. The same goes for the seal. We proceed only with clear consent, shared choices, and no control over anyone’s will.