"You can put them by the bed. I'm taking the couch." [His tone made it pretty clear that he was going to brook no argument on this. Some scrap of ladies-first manners he'd been brought up with that the brainwashing had failed to beat out of him, no doubt. He was proud of that. He was proud he'd been able to beat them that much.

Bourne was worried about her. 'Cause really, she was just a kid when it came down to brass tacks. Barge veteran or not.]