"Maybe I can convince the roommate to stay with his girl a while. Hoping that this time next year, I can afford a place without someone else. Or talk Kav into moving his ass down here. How close are you? Where are you?"

Proko tries not to fidget around the living room, but he does peak out the front windows. They're tall, like a lot of windows in this town, and they have half-shutters on the bottom to provide privacy at street level without blocking the light.