Christian hung back while Penny spoke with the salesman. He didn't want to seem like he was interfering or the one who knew anything about what needed to be known about a trailer. He wandered around the outside, looking at the slides and the stands it sat on. He looked at the electrical and the plumbing before he wandered inside. 

It was like a miniature home. It was quaint and tidy, if only because it was for sale rather than having someone currently living in it. Christian found the small appliances and storage spaces whimsical. When comparing the space to a normal house or even Penny's hotel room, he was unsure if she would find it suitable, but Christian found the space to be charming. He could see Penny cooking a meal while he sat on the half couch, an array of mismatched pillows surrounding him as he read a book. 

Penny’s voice jarred the strange image from Christian's head and he turned to look at her after stepping out of the bathroom.

[color=#B0E0E6]”It seems well enough. Stable. Warm,”[/color] Christian said. He looked at Penny apologetically, having no clue what made for a good trailer. [color=#B0E0E6]”But you need something to pull it still,”[/color] he remembered.