[He said that again. The thing about windows. Why would...
Oh.]
No... I suppose it doesn't. We can build houses however we want, here.
[Still smiling, she rises from the folding chair.]
I... don't suppose you'd want some help?
[Which is a roundabout way to eventually come around to the 'say, why don't we live together' question, but... these things are delicate. And unfamiliar.]
no subject
Oh.]
No... I suppose it doesn't. We can build houses however we want, here.
[Still smiling, she rises from the folding chair.]
I... don't suppose you'd want some help?
[Which is a roundabout way to eventually come around to the 'say, why don't we live together' question, but... these things are delicate. And unfamiliar.]