Back end prep, [he repeats, trying to fight the smile that Arthur can't see right now. But his hands pause at that last part. He's not going to let Arthur notice, though, so he hurries to pick up his tea and rub at his eyes, sleepy despite the fact that his shower should have woken him up.]

We should. Um... Let's make some breakfast first and work on it, hm?

[He's moving closer now, trying to get Arthur used to him being in his space.] What would you like this morning?

[He holds his hand up, slowly, so Arthur can see what he's doing, and moves to brush back a piece of Arthur's hair.]