( he isn't going to deny that it feels lonely and quiet without the others around, but he isn't going to admit it either. it'll give quentin too much of an 'in' to convince him to try staying at the boarding house. he can read his disapproval loud and clear. )

I will. ( despite his role in the fog, dwight has never been the most sociable person. he can teach, lead and comfort others, yet those were very much skills he had been forced to learn out of sheer necessity. when he wasn't being dwight the so-called leader, he spent more time in his own head than he did intermingling with everyone else. old habits die hard. ) Eventually. ( a lopsided shrug. ) I've been camping there for almost two weeks. Nothing has happened to me yet.

( wringing his hands, he glances over at quentin, hesitating ever so slightly before he proposes: ) You probably don't want to and it's fine if you don't, but you're welcome to... ( hm. ) There's always a place for you with me.