Yeah, the beds were pretty sweet.. Not that he had ever had such a nice bed.. Indoor plumbing was a big thing too, and Hot Pockets.
Fuck yeah, Hot Pockets..
"..Sure." He shifted his crossbow on his shoulder a bit, the webbing having been digging in even with his jacket on... After a long moment or three, he decided to be somewhat sociable. "Boy behavin' himself." It was a flat question.. He really liked Carl, had been through a lot with him, but the kid had the habit of disappearing.