The Doctor had been cooking with his cells all night and the cool cloth on the forehead helps. Though-out the night, his mind is also meshing around and sorting through all of his lives.

Finally, wakes up mid-morning; he does smell the breakfast but he's all sweaty; and goes to the shower first and comes out casually nude; as his grow up clothes are back over in the apartment and the bathrobe is all sweaty.

However, he's overall rather quiet; "Hi."

Noting the Irish Cream but doesn't say anything about; goodness knows he's had his moments and right might be. The Doctor goes over and makes the kettle before sitting down across from Vira.