"I don't need to be anywhere, I'm not in any hurry."

Which, apparently, has him deciding that that doesn't mean he needs to put pants on, either. Ned doesn't seem to be complaining, in any case, and there's something oddly comfortable about being in the kitchen with Ned, casual like this, drinking their coffee and talking to each other. He doesn't know how he'd imagined it, but he'd somehow always thought that, after a night like that, he'd be asked to leave. For Ned not to kick him out, and for Ned to offer him breakfast, that puts a smile on his face.

"Yeah, breakfast sounds great. Thanks. And truthfully, you already know a lot about me. You've probably noticed that I have the tendency to share more than I should."