[Leo can likely feel the vibration of Peter's laughter. He's relaxed under Leo, happy to tangle their legs together. He does not want to get up.]

Being able to sleep in, when we're actually ready we can get up and have coffee, before figuring out breakfast.

[The thought of breakfast makes him smile a little, having to bask in the idea of just what breakfasts used to be like to some extent.]

Actual eggs, Leo. real eggs. [Not those flash frozen fake eggs in food kits.]