[ That's fair, though Scott's smile doesn't waver, even as it turns slightly sheepish. There's still a mess all around them: the corpse of his mattress, all of the kitchen utensil that had been knocked over in the frenzy, and that one crab still lurking in the corner hoping for freedom.
He cocks his head to the side slightly at the question. ]
Yeah, I guess it's pretty obvious.
[ Considering that he'd brought his mattress into the kitchen. ]
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He cocks his head to the side slightly at the question. ]
Yeah, I guess it's pretty obvious.
[ Considering that he'd brought his mattress into the kitchen. ]
Are you from here?