He nearly bounded off and she laughed lightly before deciding that if that's what he wanted, she was going to give it to him. A wicked grin and she headed off to the bedroom, changing into a pair of his boxers and grabbing one of his dress shirts. Wearing only that she headed into the living room.
Flopping on teh couch she sighed. She knew there was a really good chance he'd be tinkering with something. It was almost an unconscious habit at this point. It hit her, that there was no one else in the world she'd be comfortable enough with to just sit like this and eat and just, well, relax.