"That would be kinda weird, huh? You don't even need to talk to him if you don't want to. Or- wait, I did already invite him over for dinner. That's okay, right?"

Henry leans up to kiss him briefly, before detangling enough to snag one of the bits of leftover toast, munching on that instead.

"'Cause he already accepted. Easily too, dunno if he'll actually show up though."