"After breakfast. Washing, then breakfast, then planning."

Because now that they've been up and about for a while, he can't deny how hungry he is.

For the n-th time, he's struck with the realisation that this is real. That he's currently holding Luke's hand, walking the street, planning a date. Something he almost hadn't dared to hope for anymore. He grins widely as he lets that joy fill him, and starts swinging their hands forward and back.