This is the better outcome. We had to force them from our hut. I believe they were using my bed at one point.

[She glanced towards the bushes, amused at the very least. Her stomach still roiled and turned, already pushed to its limit by her moment with Jon. Hearing them, more blood seemed to spill and sickness started to surge.

She did her best to cover her discomfort, not wanting to ruin the moment, even if it was already interrupted.]

It is more troubling at night. Their stamina doesn't seem to wear out.