Yeah, no, that's cool. It's not like he was totally gonna use the pillow fort for himself or anything. Nah.

Brock just mutters something useless and noncommittal like 'yeah, no problem,' mostly because it wasn't a problem, he was just talking, but also because he can't really bring himself to kick a miserable drunk girl out of his stupid cushion fort.

Instead, he just sits outside and chews on some candy cigarettes.