That sort of sounds like how Hopper would describe Joyce and the thought makes his heart lurch a little. Most of the time he can pretend he doesn't miss her this bad, hasn't been in love with her all the time, but that's just not true.

"Yeah," he says. "Any time, kid. You wanna stay the night? I have in on good authority that couch isn't so bad to sleep on."

The authority being himself. He's fallen asleep there more times than he counts and mostly his back doesn't ache when he wakes up.