[ Excuse the as gentle as possible left handed whacking against her back to help clear the water from her lungs. Honestly, he expected something like that from him, not her, and can't keep the amusement off his face. ]

Pancakes... uh... well, it's a breakfast so there's that, but next time-- Wait yo, not allowed?

[ If he sounds sympathetic, it's because he is, his face reflecting his feelings because he can't hide them for shit. ]

Were yer parents shitheads too?