He's as quiet as is humanly possible, but it isn't humanly possible to be absolutely silent while making coffee. She's tired enough that she sleeps through most of it anyway, but it's only about half an hour later before she wakes up for the third time and decides she may as well just get up.

... For now, anyway. She rolls out of bed and pulls on underwear and her tank top and eschews pants in favor of just wrapping the green throw around herself before she makes her slightly bleary way outside. "Hey."

Her voice is tired, but at least she's communicating in actual words. She feels this is a huge improvement. "Want some company?"