"Statement stands.." He said with a half shrug and leaned back against the couch with his tea. There were few people he could relax with like this, Rose was on the short list. He felt like he didn't have to pretend to be anyone else but him, even if that person wasn't all that much fun to be around at times. She still put up with him. It was nice, different than home. Home wasn't a thing he was ready to go back to any time soon. Whether it meant by extension of people from home or being returned via seal. He just didn't think he could go back to being that lonely. When he went back he still wouldn't have Sherlock, and ontop of that he wouldn't have the friends he made in Kansas, he was grateful for them even if he didn't often say it.
His mood was decent enough, though he was a bit tired from having Bo around. She took more energy than maybe even Sherlock on his bad days, and he wasn't sure how to deal with it just yet. He was however starting to see her as a mini Sherlock, just more stable. Maybe he could apply the same techniques he used to take care of Sherlock to take care of Bo, just without the alcohol or other substances kids shouldn't have. It wasn't like she was terribly naive, he shouldn't have to worry too much about her fragile psyche. She seemed to know even more than most adults did.
"Shoot?" He looked over at her in concern. "Assuming it isn't literal." A half smile on his face. Hint of humor, it was obvious he knew she wouldn't for real. But the tone worried him.