[Grey waits for a few moments so that Manabu can adjust his position and support himself before he gets off the bed and starts puttering about the apartment. There's still a bag of groceries left on the counter, from before Grey got distracted, and he belatedly remembers they were planning on eating.

Well. This was a more pleasant diversion, and the groceries can wait for a little longer. Without closing the door he heads into the bathroom to wash his hands and dick, emerging shortly afterwards with a lightly moistened towel for Manabu.

He kind of wants to groom Manabu himself, in a bit of a possessive, caretaking urge, but he allows Manabu the dignity of cleaning himself this time.]

...I'd wager it's some time in the afternoon. [Grey cocks his head slightly and adds:] It sounds busy out. That's probably the civilians commuting home from work.

[It's still light outside, so Grey didn't let Manabu nap for that long.]