It's a nice idea, J thinks. He's not entirely sure if they should, but maybe it's okay. Now that they're sure he'll be staying here, they can be a little more free with their money — not much, but enough that some takeout shouldn't set them back in any real way. Now that they're talking about food, he finds it sounds like a good idea. Sitting out here, flipping channels, he probably could have found or made himself something, but he forgot that he probably should have, and he wasn't sure about using the stove in S's absence yet anyway.

Now that S is up, though, and clearly exhausted, it might be the best thing they could do. "Mm, maybe lessons tomorrow," he agrees. "For now — it doesn't even have to be tteokbokki, but now I have a craving. You have menus in the drawer, you said? We can look if you want." If S feels much as he does during these attacks, he probably won't have the presence of mind to choose much on his own, too overwhelmed for such decisions. That's fine, though. J knows what he likes well enough to figure it out for both of them, and he can make a phone call if he must. He doesn't want to push S to get up, though, to pull away, before he's ready. "If you're even hungry. You seemed so tired, darling." He still does.