"It's not a problem," Karl replied, completing the formality. Other than the fact that seeing a stray M-16 around, he didn't really see how he could refuse her request for a spare couch. He had one and she was his partner. It felt normal enough.
Though Karl had a feeling that if Ryan had known about this, he would have something to say. It was a good thing that he wasn't talking to him or Jamie still.
"Smells good." Karl closed the door with one hand before leading the both of them into the kitchen. He opened the box and looked down at the contents inside.