Freya smiled, watching Harol wake up. She had to say, seeing him without a shirt was something she didn't mind at all. Then he stretched out, during which she felt his hand brushing against his chest. This was followed by Harol stressing out, apologising and hiding himself under his blanket, before pushing said blanket away, causing Freya to chuckle softly. Of course, it was probably a serious thing to him, and she shouldn't chuckle at the situation, but she couldn't help herself.

"Hey, it is okay, do not worry about it." She said, sitting down and smiling at him, to show that she wasn't mad or whatsoever. "Besides, I cannot recall telling you that you may not touch me there." She added. She was curious how he would react to that invitation, considering how he had started to panic after accidentally touching her chest. Then again, maybe now that she had more or less given him permission to touch her chest, he wouldn't act like it was such a big problem anymore. There was something cute about how prude he had reacted, though.

"Anyway, I hope you do not mind that I woke you up a little early?" She asked, looking at him. She had just been really eager to meet up again with Harol. Like she had said to him the night before, she liked being around him a lot. And in her eagerness, she had been too impatient to wait with waking him until it had been a more appropriate time to actually wake up.