Misha gave him a thumbs' up after she deposited the Terminal back into her pocket. "Good is right. I am an awesome roommate, trust me. I had to share with my brother for a couple years, when—"

Fuck. Wow, she really was out of her head. She swallowed, then averted her gaze, shoulders squaring unintentionally. Nothing was said to explain the sudden interruption, nothing to apologize for or otherwise try to make up for it.

"Is it just us?" she asked. She could deal with this kid, definitely, but an unknown third might be pushing it just now.