Yes. I was hungry, and there is food in the cold box, but it required cooking. I cannot operate the stove, it will not become hot. So I needed a fire to cook with.
[Duh.]
this is gonna be forever his "connor what did you do NOW" face
[ Desmond immediately turns off the water. That makes him a little paranoid. Of course he should have made sure at least someone had taught Connor how to use anything. Also: "cold box". This is not the 1800's, pal. ]
Okay, I'm going to take the whole place not going up in flames as a good sign, but I think I'm going to have to teach you a thing or two about how to even life.
[ Oh, god, this just got simultaneously worse and better. There's a small moment in which Desmond has to sit and think on how to put this. C'mon, man, you took a crash course on how to get throw 15th centuring Italy, this should be a piece of cake.
...yeah no. ]
It means you can come and stay with me for a while.
[ Considering there is a contained fire on the stove.
[Connor silently considers this for a while. He treats the phone much as he would conversation, which means long silences while he contemplates answers.]
Is there space for me to sleep? I have my bedroll, but I do prefer a bed to it.
[He doesn't like parties at all, honestly. And he doesn't do the playboy persona anywhere near as well as Bruce, but he's also been to one or two unavoidable shindigs in his time. This may as well be one of them.]
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