Grace just laughed softly at that, looking meaningful around the space that the two of them were inside of. “Somehow I don’t really think that it’s gonna be a running out of bricks problem.” There was enough junk around them that there was only going to one more somewhere even as people were still doing that whole cleaning up thing.

However for all of that. “I am still hopeful for another solution because if nothing else it’s going to be less awkward.” Grace was a private person and having their door rather constantly open wasn’t something that she was wanting to keep doing. Sometimes a locked door between them and the rest of the world was actually very good indeed.

It wasn’t as good as the tree house or her own bedroom would be, but it would be better than this. Slinging her arms over his shoulders, she just grinned. “But maybe if nothing else we can find a bigger bed here among all the rubble.”