"...Peppermint something?" He glances at the bag, which says it's some kind of gourmet holiday blend. "Heh. You sound like you're not awake yet." Connor comes closer and hugs her against his chest, just feeling her and breathing in her scent for a moment. It's good to be reminded of what he has to be grateful for. And to be reminded when and where he is, although he doesn't get mixed up about that much anymore.