He wanted to complain. It was clear he wanted to complain. It wasn't even just about the dishes, he didn't care a lot for the constant cursing but it seemed very ingrained in Anthony and he just ignored it to not demand too much of the other. Still, he wished.. He didn't even know exactly what he wanted, but there was a concept there that he couldn't put into words.

"Alright", he sighed and picked up Diane and sat on the sofa to enjoy the fire and try to figure out what it was that bothered him so much.