[Entertain doesn't quite feel like a comfortable word for it. An accurate one, maybe, but not a comfortable one. Bethan clears her throat, hunching her shoulders a little more, and changes the subject.]
How come you're still up, anyway? 'S pretty late.
[...and immediately regrets changing the subject. Why don't you just shut up, Bethan?]
no subject
How come you're still up, anyway? 'S pretty late.
[...and immediately regrets changing the subject. Why don't you just shut up, Bethan?]