"Just your stomach," he says with a huff as he slips past to get to the kitchen and get back to cooking. The stove relights quickly and the sizzling on the pain starts up soon enough and within a few minutes, Arthur's getting a nice full breakfast plate presented to him, warm and inviting.

John has a plate of his own that he starts eating in between cooking.

"I didn't congratulate you yet on your pairing, incidentally."