Fives feels a quick spike of conditioned fear at the General's answer, but pushes it away immediately. This is the man who'd ultimately saved him from the firing squad, after all... and Dogma as well. He grins instead, laughs a little unsteadily. "Well, it is what I'm known for."
It's hard to make a joke of it, but he's worked hard to get to the point where he can, and then there's the building to talk about, and his brothers, neighbors to greet and skateboards and bikes left in the hallway to maneuver around. And he knows he has to be imagining it, but once when he turned back to the general he almost thought he caught the general looking quickly away from his ass. Wishful thinking, Echo would doubtless tell him, then give him another lecture about getting dangerously above himself.
"Yeah, it does," he agrees, and his grin is wider and warmer this time, pleased that the general feels the warmth of the place. "Mrs and Mrs. Cheong-Williams down the hall helped Rex learn how to cook, and took him and Cody to the thrift store on 8th to show them what kinds of kitchen things to get." He decides maybe he won't mention it was because Rex's first effort to feed them all after they'd moved in here had resulted in a fire on the stovetop, the smoke alarm going off, and all of them in the hallway with the windows wide open in the middle of winter trying to clear the smoke. The two women had taken pity on the gaggle of clearly incompetent brothers who'd moved in next door to them and taken them under the wing.
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It's hard to make a joke of it, but he's worked hard to get to the point where he can, and then there's the building to talk about, and his brothers, neighbors to greet and skateboards and bikes left in the hallway to maneuver around. And he knows he has to be imagining it, but once when he turned back to the general he almost thought he caught the general looking quickly away from his ass. Wishful thinking, Echo would doubtless tell him, then give him another lecture about getting dangerously above himself.
"Yeah, it does," he agrees, and his grin is wider and warmer this time, pleased that the general feels the warmth of the place. "Mrs and Mrs. Cheong-Williams down the hall helped Rex learn how to cook, and took him and Cody to the thrift store on 8th to show them what kinds of kitchen things to get." He decides maybe he won't mention it was because Rex's first effort to feed them all after they'd moved in here had resulted in a fire on the stovetop, the smoke alarm going off, and all of them in the hallway with the windows wide open in the middle of winter trying to clear the smoke. The two women had taken pity on the gaggle of clearly incompetent brothers who'd moved in next door to them and taken them under the wing.