Smirking at the man's quick answer, Chris felt smug over that as he sipped his beer, "Hey, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just saying, if I gotta pretend to be looking for some house or whatever, I mean, I can just stay in Chicago," Voicing what he was thinking-how novel, "If she's uneasy about me being here, it's not like I want to hang around, right? I want to be with you, Toby, don't get me wrong, and I'll try it out, but if she doesn't like me, she doesn't like me," He could buy her shit or something, try to get her to like him that way. He just needed time. Which he had. So, he was okay with her being a bit distant. For now. He hadn''t signed on for kids, no, but he signed on for Toby, and if this was part of it...Well, damn it, Chris would play nice for a while.