Rachel tilted her head, her sapphire eyes wide and guileless. "We wanted to chat, obviously. It's just… cozier here."
I raised an eyebrow. "So sneaking into my room makes it… cozier?"
Rachel nodded with complete sincerity. "Precisely."
Meanwhile, Seraphina leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a faint smile on her lips. "Besides, we're hardly doing anything inappropriate. We're just talking."
Rose looked up from my journal, her expression sheepish but unapologetic. "Your writing is quite insightful, Arthur. I hope you don't mind that I took a peek."
"Not helping, any of you," I muttered, running a hand through my hair, hoping my exasperation didn't show too much.
Cecilia shrugged. "Look, if it's really a problem, we'll go." Her words might have sounded reasonable, but the glint in her crimson eyes suggested she'd planned this encounter down to the last minute detail.
