"There we go," she says, snapping her fingers. "Knew there would be something in the fine print."

While she assumes they'll both be tortured eventually-- inevitably-- it won't be her fault when they come for him. It's literally the least she can do.

"I'll be your beard. But don't expect me to cook and clean up after you. This is a roommate situation behind closed doors." She holds her hand out for a shake once more. "Deal?"