"Good morning Roxy!" Devika said cheerily after clearing her mouth of breakfast. She looked bright eyed and bushy tailed, whatever that meant, and had slept like a child last night. That meant plenty of energy for her. She was good enough that she wasn't affecting others, but one could practically see the glimmer in her eyes.

"Good morning young lady." Tim said cheerfully. "Devika said you're somewhat like my wife, which means that the black coffee is on the pot over there. Take your time waking up, we're not in any hurry. There's still eggs and bacon if you would like." 

Mara made a noncommittal noise from the dining room, her hands wrapped around a mug of black coffee.