"Hey, I merely offered to share my ample order of scones," she says, laughing. "Once."

"It's good that Esfir is helping you."

She'd like to ask, for curiosity's sake, whether Esfir's helping with the sleeping in another way, but really, it doesn't matter. Not when Bela's the one who's warm and comfortable in Cal's embrace right now.

She sighs happily. This is such luxury.