Entering their abode, Kevin glanced at the three sleeping deeply and turned to the worried-looking Emma. "See, I told you they'd be out," he said reassuringly.
Emma nodded but still looked concerned. "What if they ask me in the morning why I changed?"
"Just tell them the clothes you were wearing weren't comfortable," Kevin suggested.
Emma still seemed uneasy, anxiety clear in her eyes. Sighing softly, Kevin tried to soothe her worries. "Maybe you can say you slipped and got mud on them while fetching water. Trust me, they'll understand. Plus, with the sleep potion I put in their food, they might not even remember to ask."
Emma's eyes widened slightly at his mention of the sleep potion. "I still can't believe you did that," she murmured, shaking her head.
Kevin shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. Now, come on, let's get some rest."
