Alisa stared at Rean, red eyes slowly widening in realization. Before she could voice her suspicions, however...

"And what WERE you thinking last, Master Rean?" A familiar giggle precedes the words, and Alisa tenses in Rean's embrace, suddenly embarrassed. So embarrassed she tries to shrink into his arms and under the blanket, even though their... current positions were rather obvious.

Sharon of course, is standing by with her hands folded primly before herself, a bemused smile on her lips. "Teehee. Good morning, my lady. And how was -your- evening?"