"...I'm kind of full."

"Okay. I'll make a box of KD and it'll warm over fine if you want some of it in an hour or two?"

"Sure.  Thank you."

"No problem. Do you want to do the cooking-while-guiding dance or nah?"

That involves sooo much moving and also there are knives in there.  "Whatever you want is fine."

"Okay. Faster if we don't, I guess, but this is an extremely weak preference and if you change your mind please don't hesitate to chase me into the kitchen, okay?"

Like if he turns into a BEAST?  "Okay."

"I'm gonna stand up when you're ready, say when."

Well Julien can take a beat and then disconnect himself from Haru and - "When."  (Wait was that being the kind of friendly that'll get him at minimum a really mean reply??  He didn't even think about that; it's just the standard response, to him...)

Hup. Operation KD is go.

Not-relief-but-a-lack-of-a-bad-thing-happening-to-him!

It doesn't take very long to make. Haru returns to the couch with his bowl of pasta. "I'm gonna sit back down when you're ready?"

"You can sit now and I'll touch you in a sec?"

"Sure." Plop.