"I didn't eat anything," she informed him primly. Which was the truth. She'd spent the time while he was in the shower finishing off the last of her work for the night, and then contemplating- this. The fact that they had a routine, that they were living together. That they were in a relationship.
Trying to smile at him, but not quite making it, she covered by reaching for a beer and a slice of pizza, curling her legs underneath her.