Malcolm sighed and looked out the window at the Manhattan skyscrapers going past, then looked at Raylan.
"You've been very evasive the whole time we've been talking about it and you didn't answer the question..." He held up his hand to stop any protest or defence. "And I'm not going to try to make you, but." He shrugged a shoulder and looked out the window again for a long moment, then looked at Raylan. "This separate life that's none of my business: how long does that last? Forever? Is there always going to be a room above a bar where you go because your pride won't let you spend money that you feel like you didn't earn, even though you basically have it? We're planning on moving in together. Are we not planning on joining assets?"
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"You've been very evasive the whole time we've been talking about it and you didn't answer the question..." He held up his hand to stop any protest or defence. "And I'm not going to try to make you, but." He shrugged a shoulder and looked out the window again for a long moment, then looked at Raylan. "This separate life that's none of my business: how long does that last? Forever? Is there always going to be a room above a bar where you go because your pride won't let you spend money that you feel like you didn't earn, even though you basically have it? We're planning on moving in together. Are we not planning on joining assets?"