"Ha ha, very charming." It's three parts sarcasm, a very small sliver genuinely charmed. Amazing how the promise of getting off the couch can lighten the mood a bit. It feels like he hasn't been out of the flat in ages, and here she is proposing coffee and making a proper trip of it. It's-- pleasant, crutches notwithstanding. There's a lot of things he can find room to complain about lately, but that fact that she's chosen to stick around and dirty his place up a bit isn't one of them.

"Fine, but I'm demanding a biscuit while we're there. Because I haven't gotten fat enough already." Under better circumstances, he'd give her a pinch on the way out of the door. As it is, he has to forgo the temptation so he can crutch his way to the freight elevator at the end of the hall.