"Good." The plug is still pressed very gently back into him before Marvolo washes his hands and kisses Harry again, less insistently this time. The water streams down between them as he pulls away. "Finish your hair. Go to breakfast. Show your witchling’s parents around. Once Lissy takes them to go gather her sentimental things, come to my office." Then, "We’ll have breakfast together, the two of us, tomorrow, yes?"