[ He thinks he remembers saying something about keeping an eye on her if she was going to make sure everyone else didn't lose their minds, but, well--there's no point to. He's keeping his word, though, isn't he?

He'll try to, at least.

The plush gets sat down on the other side of him, to glare its little red eyes at the flattened, dirt ground. His hand free of the cone by then, and he wiped his palm on the side of his jean, then lets it lay across his lap. ]

It's not the easiest, [ Robby remarks. ] Most of us are strangers from different worlds stuck somewhere...we still don't know wants from us. But... are you okay?

[ He's looking at her, brows dipped with a concern that comes over his expression. ]

If your life has something to do with the monsters where you're from-- the Witches? [ He's just remembering that word, here. ] Have you been feeling okay? Didn't you say they got changed by feeling too overwhelmed?

[ Sorry, Tsuruno, but you're getting the concerned boy( )friend treatment right now. But he wants to take what she said serious. ]