Nor have I. I may have to test it again under more controlled circumstances. [There should be plenty of time for that. After all, what else is he supposed to do with himself? Help Wanda out around the house, obviously. Start reading some of the books she has out in the living room - that could be fascinating. Assist her with her magical studies...he blinks. Really? Where did that idea come from? He'll have to investigate that feeling as well.

And above all there's this desire to spend more time with her. She's welcomed him into her home--her life, really--and he finds himself wanting that laugh and that smile. If he can wake up to this every morning, he'll look forward to going to sleep. more importantly, she seems to want his presence as much as he wants to be here. Maybe he can make a life here after all.

He ruffles the cat's fur with his free hand and considers Wanda's question. Is he hungry?] I am not certain. I suppose I could try to eat something.

[Which means they should probably get up out of the comfortable bed, reluctant though he is. He gives her hand one last squeeze and then detangles himself so he can stand up, still wearing only the loose pants from yesterday.]

To the kitchen, then?