[ She glances at the clock before sliding out of bed, revealing a pair of boxer shorts under the too-big t-shirt, dressed for comfort although perhaps a bit of an unexpected look on her. She's completely unselfconscious about it, however as she tugs her hair back into a loose knot and pads, barefoot, over to where he stands. ]

Breakfast sounds lovely. We might even have the kitchen all to ourselves, at this hour. If that's where you were heading?