“I’ll be right up,” she answered quickly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and sitting up.
“Good. We’re not minded to dawdle before we leave.” He started to withdraw, then noticed the alarm sitting discarded on the floor in the wedge of light coming through the door. “Did you not use the alarm again?”
“I did use it,” Mirka insisted, “But it woke me too late to do any good.”
“It looks like it’s just sitting on the floor.”
“That’s because I didn’t put it back. It never does any good, anyway.”
“It would do more good where it belongs than sitting on the floor.”
Why does he have to have an answer for everything? she grumbled in her head. “Not enough. I still wake up all wet.”