"Sounds cooler than 'Yoga instructor'," he replied with a little pull of his face as he gently untangled from Malcolm to pull down two cups and pour them each some coffee. He was more than happy to slide an arm around Malcolm's waist once that was done, happy to lean on a bit of counter and talk softly between themselves so as to not wake up Willa.

"And I'll find a way to take that morning off, believe me," he assured with a smirk. "Even if Art gives me shit for it."