"Hope's good, run with that." And with a thumbs up, she'll be off sprucing up the bed. Ten minutes in the dryer across the board, remade as quickly as she can manage. Pillows fluffed, even. Torch carefully transferred - warmth, and safety. Short of leaving a mint on the pillow or cookies on the nightstand, this is as good as it'll get.

Whatever he busied himself with, she's quick to chime as she hops downstairs, "If there are dishes, I'll get 'em. Bed's ready whenever you are, no focusing on anything else."