"We both got dealt cruddy hands, Nick... we can still make sumt'ing o' ourselves, like yah said. What applies ta mah applies to you... an' ah guess we'll both make it, somehow." She continued to smile, finally letting go of him and sitting back down on the mattress. "So... you gonna sleep here, an' ah'll make mah own bed outta mah backpack? We gonna share de bed? Ah under de overs, you above? Or... what's de deal gonna be wit' sleepin' arraignments? Ah don' wanna put you out on yah ass, you know, Boss."
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