[ He takes a moment to let that all sink in, the comment of Mel's tarot deck not lost to Robby, at the very least. One of his thumbs rubs temporarily, idly, against her arm, and he takes in a breath through his nose. ]

...we know they can make things appear they shouldn't have. They're always using the people we know to throw us off--I bet whatever we'd find in there would be the same, too.

[ He's not directly mentioning Mel, but Robby can guess without even thinking too hard where his mind might go if he saw something of his mom's in that place. The same thing he thought when he saw her in the mall, and went running after her. ]