Decent? he mouthed at her, genuinely befuddled by the wording because he doesn't know how could they not be decent- oh. Right.

He coughed into a closed fist and looked away for a bit and really Morning was being a mirror to him right now- externally projecting his current state if he needed anymore proof of his lineage.

"Oh no, Morning- nothing to worry about here. We were just talking about work, weren't we?"