"I meant go pee if you gotta," Oliver chuckled, figuring that he should probably get that done before too long himself. He'd gotten up once in the night and might be good for a bit, but if Simms got any ideas it was better to get it out of the way sooner.
He grumbled happily at the kiss, though it didn't do anything to stave off the unease that had been plaguing him consistently. "Leg's alright at the moment. Probably won't be as bad as yesterday, but that's hard to know without bein' up. I'm....me. Holdin' in there." He craned his neck to steal a proper kiss, dueling morning breaths and all. "You?"