[ Maine is indeed still staying at the safehouse. Too new to have found a steady job, much less earn enough to make a deposit on an apartment. And maybe he's become spoiled by the luxurious cabin he was able to afford on the station, but shit, the safehouse fucking sucks. Too many people; too little space; too many chances of brushing up against someone and inadvertently sharing his everything.
So he nods. Agrees, ]
Sure.
[ And if he's surprised that Carolina is here, or that she and Wash are sticking together, he doesn't show it. ]
Why fight? [ Which is a pretty fucking bizarre question coming from Maine, until he follows it with: ] Money?
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So he nods. Agrees, ]
Sure.
[ And if he's surprised that Carolina is here, or that she and Wash are sticking together, he doesn't show it. ]
Why fight? [ Which is a pretty fucking bizarre question coming from Maine, until he follows it with: ] Money?