[ he also needs a shave, something kara would normally be more tactful about, but a groggy "mhmm" is what he gets, followed by: ] You should take care of that stubble.
[ she yawns, stretching. the fluffy white robe is so comfortable she's tempted to curl up right here on the grass and go back to sleep. he's up early, and she's already caught on to his nocturnal sleeping habits. that shouldn't be concerning, but like her sluggishness, it just doesn't seem like that big of a deal right now. why worry when things had finally calmed down? ]