Porthos smiles softly as he turns the page to his other favourite. She has freckles, too, but is very light skinned. It's the hair he loves, how it curls in such wild excess, springing outwards. "I suppose I could do the morning," he admits. "I'm already up making breakfast and doing yoga and coffee. I could make them meals and get them dressed while you wake like the sleeping beauty you are," he rumbles playfully.