Avery wasn't the sort to get out of bed before noon on a weekend. Honestly, he would sleep until 2pm every day if he didn't have a job to get to. He'd been doing research for Lyra over the past few days, and that had taken up a lot of energy in between his actual job. Today was a nothing day, though. So he'd stayed in bed for hours, and only just wandered out of his room to grab some toast when he couldn't ignore his belly anymore.
So he was standing in the kitchen in boxers and with an open cotton robe when someone finally emerged from Armaan's room to use the bathroom. Looking up, a triangle of raspberry jam on toast hanging out of his mouth, he made eye contact with a familiar face, and not the one he'd been expecting.
"Oh. Hey," he said around his toast, mildly surprised to see Henry, of all people. Quickly, he flicked his robe closed and did up the tie belt. "What're you doing here?"