Sure. It won't even be in the shithole apartment anymore. [He says like that was somehow going to be a dealbreaker for her, mimicking her shrug. There's not a whole lot of oomph in what he's saying either, because he knew going into this that it was going to hurt. Even the attempts to smooth over the rough edges seem to cut too close to the surface.] Besides. You never got to see anything good when we were there last time.