Rosie smiles at the kiss, the affection and gratitude contained in it and the accompanying half-mumbled bit of thanks. "Alright," she says when he offers to start on breakfast. She would have understood if he'd left it all to her, if even the simple work of starting toast or putting the kettle on was beyond him after waking up in a body not his own--but he offers, and that's one bit of normalcy she isn't about to take away.

It doesn't take her long to change, picking out a light, summery dress--with pockets, thank you very much--and setting aside a pair of sandals for when they actually leave the house. Going down the hall and into the kitchen, there's still a quick, internal moment where she expects to see Neil as Neil when she gets there. This bit of Darrow trickery is never that fast, though, not for anyone she's known.

Giving him a smile, she goes to the cabinet, getting down two plates for the eggs and toast.