( He snorts, a softer sound, and leans his hip against the counter. Most teenagers, and he's guessing Shima's about that age, don't seem overfond of mornings.
He can't remember his preferences from back then, but early mornings meant early days on the ice, so he suspects he rather liked them. )

Mm, not quite the same, I'd imagine. ( He wouldn't know for sure to be fair. ) But having lived with a handful of strangers over the years, I've found it helps to be up front with expectations and lines we'd prefer not to have crossed. So! ( He rolls a wrist, fanning his fingers and smiling without any teeth. ) How clean do you keep things? Are you planning on doing much cooking? How much personal space or alone time do you need for yourself? What are your feelings on shared chores?

( There's a flicker of amusement in his eyes; Victor is laughing more at himself than anyone else, but he's being up front because he absolutely has his own answers to these things. And he is not, as he knows, the best at cooperating... so it's good to be direct to see what kinds of answers he might get. )