[ Having already kicked his boots off (one's landed upside-down on the floor), Gen had trudged straight into the closet-apartment, and is halfway through pulling his jacket off by the time Eustace raises that question. ]

... dunno. [ Jacket still handing off one shoulder, he leans over to nudge the bedframe with his foot; it makes a groaning noise, but thankfully doesn't wobble as much as it looks like it should. (Yet.) ] Whatever. It's a piece of shit, if it breaks, it breaks.

[ Gen finishes tugging off his jacket and tosses it over one of the crates off to the side before plopping himself down to sit at the edge of the bed. Will it break under the weight of two men in the middle of the night? Maybe, maybe not.

He doesn't look like he can bring himself to care too much either way, shooting Eustace a lopsided smirk as he leans back. ]

I mean, you can go ahead and sleep on the floor if you want, but I don't have any more blankets. And it gets cold at nights. -- and speaking of cold. [ He tips his head towards the tiny door in the corner. ] Bathroom there. You can shower if you want, but there's no hot water, just to warn you.

[ Lovely place, ain't it. ]