Lyra had come to discuss something with Yoshi, but when she didn’t find him in his room, she decided to search elsewhere. Passing by Joseph’s room, her attention was drawn to the partially opened door. She noticed the shadows of two figures moving in unison—motions unmistakably intimate. Curiosity piqued, she moved closer, her suspicion growing.
Inside, Yoshi and Joseph were caught in the heat of the moment, unaware of Lyra's approach. When they finally noticed her standing at the doorway, their eyes widened in shock. They hastily broke apart, each scrambling to grab a nearby sheet to cover themselves.
“Lyra!” Joseph exclaimed, his voice trembling. “Yoshi came onto me!”
“What?” Yoshi blurted, his gaze snapping toward Joseph, a mix of betrayal and disbelief on his face. “It’s not what you think, Lyra!” he added, turning to her, desperation in his tone.