Really - you don't have to be like that. It's no hardship for us. The last place we lived was a bit . . . tighter-packed than the village here.

[Seeing as Eugene seems to be mastering the cooking, Jack has a seat as well, shooting a smirk at his intrepid companion.]

Hah, closest we ever had to a private room must have been the comms station. You know, I think they actually loaned out our beds in housing for a week during the last round of construction?