Some part of Robby might be able or realise, or acknowledge, how he might be coming off with this sudden subject. It's also a very tiny, miniscule part of him, one that the rest of him he doesn't want to care about, or ponder over--it doesn't matter, is the thing. Sitting in his room, remembering the bowl under his bed with the pieces for the ceremony inside, unmixed. The ash, the flower petals; the pestle for crushing and mixing them all together.
Staring at it, and inspired by the urge and remorse of what he didn't have. Did Mister LaRusso ever think about it again? After that first talk about it. When all Robby did was think about it, feel guilty for ignoring it, while he went around with his bond with Mob.
If anything, he could have been less forward about his question, but it doesn't matter now. Robby knows what Mister LaRusso won't understand is his explanation, looking down from him after it's said.
"If we got one, I knew there's things about me I wouldn't be able to keep from you. But I want to be honest--even if you don't want the bond anymore. If we're gonna be a family..."
If Mister LaRusso can really accept him, fully. He should know the truth, shouldn't he? He should get to decide, and Robby should be honest with him.
He looks up at him. "I don't want to hold anything back between us."
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Some part of Robby might be able or realise, or acknowledge, how he might be coming off with this sudden subject. It's also a very tiny, miniscule part of him, one that the rest of him he doesn't want to care about, or ponder over--it doesn't matter, is the thing. Sitting in his room, remembering the bowl under his bed with the pieces for the ceremony inside, unmixed. The ash, the flower petals; the pestle for crushing and mixing them all together.
Staring at it, and inspired by the urge and remorse of what he didn't have. Did Mister LaRusso ever think about it again? After that first talk about it. When all Robby did was think about it, feel guilty for ignoring it, while he went around with his bond with Mob.
If anything, he could have been less forward about his question, but it doesn't matter now. Robby knows what Mister LaRusso won't understand is his explanation, looking down from him after it's said.
"If we got one, I knew there's things about me I wouldn't be able to keep from you. But I want to be honest--even if you don't want the bond anymore. If we're gonna be a family..."
If Mister LaRusso can really accept him, fully. He should know the truth, shouldn't he? He should get to decide, and Robby should be honest with him.
He looks up at him. "I don't want to hold anything back between us."