Yeah, I guess that makes sense... But even then there's not really any trash in here or anything. My-- well, Ignis, the guy I told you about, he used to come over to my apartment and give me a hard time. It was always a wreck...

[ Which is a far fonder memory now than it was then, and as he drops fully onto the bed again he finds himself thinking back. ]

... hey...

If you can forget most of that stuff I said, I'd appreciate it. I shouldn't have brought it up.