He takes the edge of the desk, choosing informality over distance. "I've been thinking, as the rebuilding comes on. It's not that I'm not grateful Marcus's position comes with a bit of private space, but ... What would think about a place in town. Obviously not for all the time, we'll all of us have work keeping us here overnight now and then. And I know it will be an additional expense."

There's no illusions, at least in private, about who has the strongest hand in organizing their collective finances.

"But I suppose I'd rather felt." A pause. "I think I had gotten accustomed, to a bit more space." Quieter, as it's not something without some complicated baggage tied into it. He's well enough; this isn't how he'd raise the topic, if he weren't. But that doesn't make it simple.