[ he squeezes tim's shoulder again and laughs softly - not mockingly, but more endeared and amused. this sweet man's heart is bigger than the room they're sitting in, and even his body was not mad a container to fit such a thing. it's hopeful, to see good people in the world after so long of seeing nothing but darkness and pain. ]

Tim. You greatly over-estimate how easily upset I am, but I think you do that for many people, by the look of you.

[ he smiles easily, letting his hand slide a little further, so he can brush his thumb against where his neck meets his shoulder. he dips his head to find the soft brown of tim's eyes, smiling. ]

And I'm terribly, regrettably sorry that I brought you breakfast when it is quite obvious you need to eat. Perhaps we had a little fun in the pool on a night that terrible things happened, but you have to understand my expectations are as simple as this - breakfast, among friends. Nothing more, nothing less.

[ he sits back, swipes another little pastry from the plate, chewing thoughtfully. ]

And how you need to try these chocolate ones next, get some good food in your belly, and return yourself to a man you love very much. But if you don't like these expectations, you'll have to do a great deal to change my mind.