In all fairness, there hadn't been much at all to look at back then. There's more furniture now, the house is a little more filled in, just beginning to look like a proper home. Still odd to think of it, that way.

"I have," Jim nods, taking a seat next to John and setting both glasses down on a small table. He pours them two fingers each. "I think I've already figured out which jobs I want to sign up for. Have you picked any for yourself yet?"