[Charlie makes a low, bemused noise before taking a heavy sip of what's left of his beer. This isn't where he anticipated going with this conversation - not even remotely. Had someone suggested he'd be coming to some kind of agreement about rooming with the man he'd gotten killed, he'd've thought them totally off their nut.
And here he is anyway. Which might, if he thinks about it, make him the right lunatic in the room. But he's not going to think about it.]
Suppose I'll learn to put up with you. Now we just have to find a third and we'll have ourselves a full house.
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And here he is anyway. Which might, if he thinks about it, make him the right lunatic in the room. But he's not going to think about it.]
Suppose I'll learn to put up with you. Now we just have to find a third and we'll have ourselves a full house.