[ He lets his arm stay wedged between Chizuru and the sofa, his body leaned slightly, turned in her direction, so she can be pressed against him as she prefers. An arm coming behind her head, stroking the hair idly, a soothing kind of gesture he remembers his mom doing for him sometimes. When he was younger, when it was never just a short moment between them.

This was one of the worries he always had about the pair, how compatible Chizuru and Jinx's differences could really be. But Robby doesn't speak again until he's spoken to, voice softer with her head under his. ]

People are complicated. [ Dating, relationships in general. ] Everyone's got something that makes them the way they are... and a lot of people sit behind excuses about why they can't change their problems. Everything can be good in the world, and there'll always be selfish people, or people who can't see their own faults, and it never sticks with them.

And it sucks, [ he says, ] when everything else feels fine with someone, but you find out that one thing....and everything crumbles.

[ And then you don't know how you feel about them anymore. ]