"Waffles, huh? My favorite." Waffles were actually a favorite, at least. He liked them better than plain old pancakes or a bowl of cereal. "I'm sitting," he added, but he went to the counter to fix himself some coffee before he sat.
"Mmmm. The elixir of life," he said, wafting a smell of the coffee. He doctored it up with a little cream and sugar, but not too much. He liked his coffee strong, not weakened by sweetness.
His eyes flashed up at Andy and he smiled. Now that he was waking up a little more, he was grateful she was there.