[He smiles, slight but sure. And teasing. Always teasing.]

What, you never learned how to fix a sink in all those years living in hotels?

[Looking around at the place, he seems a touch wistful. Like he's revisiting an old family home, despite the fact that this place is new and -- for lack of a better term -- fucked up.]

It's a project, right? Something to, uh. Keep our heads occupied.