Karl's eyes followed her pointed direction to the TV, softly wincing at the fact that the background noise wouldn't be going away any time soon. Although inwardly, he wondered if it was just another way to cope with this awkward distance that they had to patch up for now.
If so, he was going to need earplugs.
"Sounds reasonable," Karl agreed with a short laugh, clearing his throat slightly when he found her gaze a little bit intimidating with her offer. "DIA needs all the money they can get for maintaining their vending machines, anyways."