Jono would be pleased to see the assortment of berries, absolutely. He knew he loved strawberries, but he hadn't really taken the time to sample many of the other ones even while he still had a mouth, the last time around. He hadn't figured at the time that it was going to be a temporary arrangement all over again.

He wasn't going to make that mistake again if he could help it.

He took a few minutes to tidy and to make certain anything they might need was within reach, and then decided to spend the rest of his time trying to figure out exactly what he wanted Hannibal to see once he entered the room. Stay wrapped up like a present? Leave nothing up to guesswork and just lounge on the bed in the nude? Hell, even he wasn't completely certain what was under those wrappings. He'd gotten as far as 'breasts and lungs, apparently,' and then sort of gave up thinking about if there was still fire in there besides.

He chewed at his lip for a few moments, and then decided to stay wrapped, but not as thoroughly. If there was already a half-wound ball of leather by the time Hannibal was finished in the kitchen, it was sort of like splitting the difference. And, hell, he'd even put on his nicest boxer shorts. Because... shut up. They were what he had to work with, here.