"Yeah?" Chris nodded, shrugging his shoulders as he took a sip of beer, "I'm sure she will, too," Maybe if they both said it...
"So, you want me gone or what?" He waited a minute to ask it, looking like he didn't care either way as he glanced at Toby-Hey, if he had to find a house in town for a job or whatever, or pretend to, he might as well just go and live in his house in Chicago and visit. Let Toby have time with his kid or whatever. He wasn't going to stand in the kitchen all the time, after all.