[Faolan glances up at Laurent as he speaks up again, having successfully cleaned his plate and reached for his coffee, quietly sipping at it as he watches Laurent pour himself some more juice. Breakfast had been good. Quiet. A little odd, since he too isn't used to eating so much in the morning, and not sitting down with Laurent to eat it either. But nice. In a good way. Of course, his mind kept coming back to the keyboard no matter how often he tried to tell himself otherwise. Should he bring it up? No, that was being ungrateful. Laurent was doing so much for him already. He'd only mentioned it the once, he didn't technically owe it to him even after that.

He lets out the huff of a laugh, surprised at the mention of the gym, but he shakes his head at the question, leaning back in his seat as he answers.]

I'm not so obsessed with fitness that I can't miss a day here and there. After all. It is my birthday. I think I can be forgiven. [He might regret it if he goes anytime soon anyway, having eaten so well just now.]