Master (looking at me sitting on living room floor):We gotta do something about you sitting on the floor all the time. I don't want you to end up with a bad back.
Me:Yeah, sometimes my legs bother me after a while.
Master:Yeah, we should do something about that.
Me:What if I only have to sit on the floor when you're here? Like, if you're in your office or gone, I can sit on the couch?
Master:That would work. Cause I don't want you to end up with a bad back at age 28.
Me:I need to be able to take care of you.
Master:Yes, I'm planning on you taking care of me for a very long time.