He's been working on the same cigarette for what feels like hours now and it doesn't help soothe the bit of irritation that pops up because he knew that Dende was going to ask questions. It's been too quiet, and he wonders how long the little guy was bottling it up. Gokudera moves into the living room to put out his smoke and hands his alien friend the remote to the small television against the wall in the small space.

"What stuff? Here, if you don't like the news, just change to a different station." Gokudera clicks to another news station with one of the direction buttons. He has to make some ramen so he'll be moving into the small kitchen. It's a good thing his apartment is so small, really, because he knows that Dende wouldn't like being left alone.