[ Wow, so modest indeed. Not that Robby particularly mind--or considers--the words in any particular manner. Robby can tell a cheer up session, and he gives her a half-hearted smile, something that doesn't reach the eyes, but it doesn't need to, right?
He looks back down at the papers, rocking on one of his feet, and--it's strange. His brow creases again for the moment he seems softened by Tsuruno's valiant attempts, when, like in a half-daze: ]
...I don't know why I even told you all that. [ Those words of encouragement might have snapped something out of Robby. Wait. Uh, did he really just tell her... ] Uh... okay.
[ The chuckle he gives is awkward, which about matches the rest of Robby. He rubs at the back of his head, and decides to shove the papers into his pocket. ] Um, okay. I-- don't worry about that. Sorry. That-- that was too much.
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He looks back down at the papers, rocking on one of his feet, and--it's strange. His brow creases again for the moment he seems softened by Tsuruno's valiant attempts, when, like in a half-daze: ]
...I don't know why I even told you all that. [ Those words of encouragement might have snapped something out of Robby. Wait. Uh, did he really just tell her... ] Uh... okay.
[ The chuckle he gives is awkward, which about matches the rest of Robby. He rubs at the back of his head, and decides to shove the papers into his pocket. ] Um, okay. I-- don't worry about that. Sorry. That-- that was too much.
[ And why the hell did he say any of it? ]