Lived out in the desert the last few years. Vacuums didn't do shit out there.

[So, no, he's never really been fond of keeping up with more than patchwork the last decade or so. Holding shit together on behalf of everyone, if not just himself. This house is a league above what he was living in with Charles and Caliban for so long. And yet it's so far from the mansion that it's almost a little bit sad.]

Fix it up all you want. But you're taking that on yourself, too.

[He'll get suckered in, maybe, but his point is: don't expect shit from him upfront.]

I don't have to give you any talks or rules, right? You know how not to be an asshole?