Not really. But anytime I’d brought it up in the past, you were always quick to brush it off. And ‘making do’ is a far cry from being comfortable, you realize. Besides. If you got any more parts shoved into that room down there, there wasn’t going to be room for you. Let alone whoever you fancied taking back there for the night.

Although I’ve noticed that’s been happening less of late anyway. [ A smirk, as he crosses his arms over his chest and watches Wriothesley tinker with the window. ] Nesting still going well, I take it?

[ Yeah, he’s still never letting you live that down. ]