"Suppose I need to find a way to turn a shirt into earplugs. He's loud enough as it is," he teases, still finding all of this so new and exciting and different. He has friends. Actually friends. People he shares with. It's odd, but he wouldn't give it up for the world either.

"Don't teach him. What's the fun in that," he says, smirking. "And you don't but he does," Bobo points out, smirking. "But I remember when life was a lot like that. If the weather was nicer, you two could go on trips, explore together, go camping, but don't do it," he says, eyes narrowing. "Not right now. Not that you would," he says with a smirk.

"You two need a project to work on together."