Bela had been almost completely under the covers, sound asleep in yesterday's clothes. When the noise had gone off - in a rather earsplitting manner, next to her ear - she'd bolted awake, head whipping toward the source of the sound.
... an older child? Bloody hell, was Sam going to age a year or two every day? What a long month it would be.
Still, she tried her best to look nice, to not look frightening. "Mmph."