"You like my company. Can I get you to repeat that? I wasn't ready to record yet." Bishop finishes off the cereal and slurped down the milk, before turning his gaze over to Sage. He just looked at her for a moment. "I'm not going to say it. But you know I did, right?" It was too early to try and put his missing of his friend to words so he was just hoping she'd understand.
"Shopping on you sounds great. I need suits. Lots of suits." Bishop shook his head a little bit, reaching up to tap at his chin. "And guns. Lots of guns. More guns than suits." If Bishop was going to get in and get settled here, he was going to start feeling right at home. And that's what guns do.