[The shirt half hits his head and half lands in his hand as he catches it, the fabric soft and worn. Ajax frowns a little at the ex-boyfriend comment, but that ultimately doesn't bother him. It's not like she's with that guy anymore, anyway.]

Ah, another casualty of love I suppose- no unsuspecting shirt is safe from any girlfriend, haha.

[It will do just fine though, as he takes off his vest and collared shirt to slip into the more comfortable t-shirt she's given him. It's only a little longer on him than he'd normally wear, but to lounge around the house, it's perfect. He smooths it out on his chest a little, before finding somewhere out of the way to dump his own clothes for the time being.

He crosses over to the kitchen, to lean up against the kitchen counter where her water is, giving her a curious look.]

So is this the part of the night where you read until you fall asleep?

[He hasn't forgotten that conversation from so long ago, back in her office before their lives changed forever.]