"Mhmm." Leonard murmurs, dropping off again almost as soon as Jim leaves the bedroom, dozing boneless and content against the mattress. Not as comfortable without Jim there with him but- he's still loose and sleep warm when Jim returns, propping himself up enough to eat takes a little work because he's got no coffee in him just yet.

That also means the smile he turns on Jim is that same soft, honeysweet thing, tinged with a depth of emotion he won't dare put a word to.

Not when he's on his way out. "well I'll be damned, you can cook."