Trust me, I don't think I'd be able to afford to get by if I didn't have my little Toyota. Got it used like five years ago cheap as hell because overall it's cheaper than the public transit here or just about anywhere.

[Connor keeps his head down as Musubi wriggles around and ends up settling down at the head of the bed in the middle of some of the pillows that had been tossed up there. He sleeps up there fairly regularly, judging by the way Connor immediately adjusts to let him get comfortable.

Connor presses his cheek against his forearm as he watches Sean thoughtfully, his free arm tucked under the man's shoulder, his finger flicking lightly over the tip of Sean's nose.]

I'm just guessing you never got used to us driving on the wrong side of the road, huh?