"Look, I may be skinny, but I still take up space and between the bed, the desk and the - CHAIR! And dresser and occasionally Ryoko." Stating the last part with annoyance, "The dimensions in my room simply won't allow for a full size chalk board, none the less two."

There's a beat, "Yes, I know. Apparently, that's the story of my life." Though considering this place, he's probably better off living here. He sighs and flips his body around to a normal sitting postion and peers over to Washu to the side, "Yeah, I know that's the only reason you put up with me." His face is in distress, he wasn't that clueless.

However, the good thing was she puts up with him and in a much better way then his own mother. Twisting his body to angle with his face.

"Thank you." Which his face and voice genuinely meant.