[He was thoroughly unprepared - cheeks flushing despite himself, listen he is still half sleepy and weak and you're... you, looking and sounding like that. But he can't drop his gaze.]
- Ah. Morning. [Okay, maybe he lowers his eyes a little. Does the thought cross in his mind that he should move back by now? Yeah. Does he? N... o. Did he sleep that much??] Sorry.