[ Fortunately, it's not getting away from Loki that's on Robby's mind. He gives the guy a nod, stands from the table with a small sigh, and his expression is an exhausted one, a boy not used to circumstances such as this. Even with the time he's had to sit on this development, it's still a lot. His head buzzes with the new information, the new questions. The ever larger lack of answers.
But outside, there's a chill; the murmurs of conversation stay inside the diner, and both facts are rather nice for shutting his brain off for the five or ten minutes it takes Robby to locate a shop that carries what he needs. A couple of notebooks and pens? Not a hard find, luckily.
It doesn't ease the complicated expression he's been wearing once he comes back, but he takes the pads and packet of pens out onto the table with a "Here" that's calm enough, sits once he's done (after taking out a can of drink he got for himself, a soda). ]
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But outside, there's a chill; the murmurs of conversation stay inside the diner, and both facts are rather nice for shutting his brain off for the five or ten minutes it takes Robby to locate a shop that carries what he needs. A couple of notebooks and pens? Not a hard find, luckily.
It doesn't ease the complicated expression he's been wearing once he comes back, but he takes the pads and packet of pens out onto the table with a "Here" that's calm enough, sits once he's done (after taking out a can of drink he got for himself, a soda). ]