Alex managed to stop himself from bouncing. They were getting along okay right now and get the place sorted out and -
"Food, definitely. And, yeah, plastic plants, be gone. I like flowers, sure. And..." His eyes slid to the pile of pretty pillows on his bed. "I think I'm getting rid of those. There's no room for me. The furniture seems good, though. I tested it. Just needs to be more... us."