Faolan takes in a deep breath, letting it out in a long sigh, watching as Lily bounces around the flat and into the kitchen. How she has so much energy right after waking up like that, he'll never understand. He certainly doesn't think he'll ever wake up and feel like leaping about the place, that's for certain.

He sits up, running his hand through his hair again, trying to tame it as best he can. Humming softly to himself under his breath as he nods in response to the other man's offer. "Coffee," he responds, after a moment. "Coffee sounds good. And breakfast..." Breakfast sounds good, although he'll need a moment to wake up enough to appreciate it. Had Lancelot offered him choices? "What d'you want to make?" he asks, rubbing his face again. Not having yet made the connection that it's Christmas proper yet either. He really never did all that well before his first coffee of the morning.