[ Robby watches the man wander, the amount he does, candy bar in his hand and contemplating his own next action. The thing about this place from normal life (Robby's variety of normal life, anyway), is that there's nothing really to do--there's no schedule, no entertainment that has the same appeal of distraction where you feel more compelled to fuck off and leave a stranger to their own devices.

The mutual kidnap-ees part may have something to do with it, too--the reason Robby decides to follow the man, a slow stride, knowing that neither of them have need to rush. Other than due to personality. ]

Nope. [ Nope, nope, nada, nope. ] Windows get fixed up if you break 'em, food restocks, and if you try and chuck that phone away they gave you, you'll wake up with it the next day.

[ Random to all bring up? Really, the last one is just very, very personal. ]

It's like a movie set, [ he decides to add--mainly, to see if the guy knows what he means by that. A very elaborate movie set. ]