That smile was cute on her. Well, Carol was always pretty cute but he noticed it a little more specifically just now. Because it was an actually happy thing instead of a snarky smile. Not that he didn't like both. But that wasn't really the point just now. John smiled back, a little lopsided but not sarcastic, not sharp like he so often could be. It was best, currently, to worry about the now instead of the before or the later of things. This place -- it was fucked up and weird and there was no saying what would happen tomorrow or next week, but it shouldn't have meant that they had to live miserably all the time because of it.
"Oh," he said, raising his eyes upward like he was actually thinking about it. "I don't take up much space. Maybe just a toothbrush."