"Oh, yes, I don't have to worry about owning any land." Stepan Trofimovich, the pet of a rich woman, saw to that.

"I was a fugitive, Walter. I lived in a different hotel room every night. Sometimes I stayed with a comrade, but that was rare since most of them wanted more money than a room would have cost. Before all that, I lived alone. I've not lived with other people since boarding school."

It doesn't matter and isn't really the point, but he feels the need to clarify.

"And the shitty little room I have here was actually connected to another one, but of course 'inmates can only have one.'"