[ Okay, that was a bad idea to say, wasn't it. Because Robby does see what's happening, though he's actually distracted by the question--because even Robby needs a second to go 'Uh....' and think about that, his Lawrence braincell activated.

How do you know what's enough or too much? Why does everyone give this shitty nonsensical advice anyway?

It's in trying to figure out that vague advice the Robby looks around as a stall, and then--shit. ]

Whoa whoa, hey, hey. [ He lifts their joined hand and turns to her, stepping in front of her. ] You're in your house, you know your own house. You don't need to overthink what your house is, right? You can put anything in your house!

[ Is Robby's voice rushing because he's a tad scared about everything around them disappearing? N-no, and you can't prove otherwise!!! ]