Garion let out a long breath and glanced at Rachel. "Don't you think you were a bit too harsh on them?"
He rubbed his forehead, still trying to process everything. "This whole mess started because of us in the first place…"
Rachel, still under the blanket, looked at him and smiled calmly. "Garion."
Her tone softened slightly. "They're adults. They should be able to handle something like this."
Garion frowned. "That's not really the issue here."
Rachel tilted her head, her smile deepening just a little. "Then stop thinking about them."
She leaned a bit closer. "Focus on me instead."
Garion blinked. "Wait… what do you mean?"
Rachel didn't look away. "Let's continue what we were doing."
Garion stared at her for a second. "You're serious? You heard everything they said, right?"
Rachel raised a brow. "Of course I did."
She didn't look bothered at all. "But I don't care about thin walls or the fact that we went at it for two days straight."
