Harrison smiled knowing his presence wasn't a complete nuisance. "Good." His voice was a touch higher than he expected. Regardless of their one night, Etta was still a good friend and he hated seeing his friends in pain, even for something as minuscule as a migraine.
"Food is good, coffee is better. Both are best." He couldn't count on two hands how many times he skipped a hearty breakfast for a quick cup of coffee before a practice or training session.
"Are you sure you want the company?" Her question surprised him. His mind was already reading into her question. She'd obviously had a hard day at work. Would she be better off alone or did she simply want company?
He picked up a menu. "I am hungry, but if you had a hard day and would rather be alone, I could always grab something to go." Overthinking aside, he needed a true answer from her. Whether he should stay.