Lex scoffed in disdain, because of course Jenessa would ruin something that he didn't even actually have. "Yeah, she's pretty bad about that," he mumbled, more to himself than to Blue. He swished the bottle around in his hand, trying to get a feel for how much was left. Quite a bit, to be sure, but they'd already hit the bottle pretty hard. Lex wasn't about to complain, though. In fact, it just encouraged him to drink deeper. At her insistence, Lex snickered, though it was more in dejection than amusement. "Yeah, we're all 'fine,' right? But this sofa's not comfy and you know it. I don't blame you for claiming your own spot, though."<br/><br/>In fact, that didn't sound like a bad idea. Lex highly doubted he'd be welcomed back very warmly to the barracks. He wouldn't ask to intrude on Blue's private space, though; he'd find somewhere else to crash if he had to. Instead, he would just grin and put his foot in his mouth. "So, what you're saying is you were jealous."