He's got eyes on the man, the tension in the line of his shoulders not easing, caution in how to read this old man's apology and friendliness. There's nothing outwardly off about him - actually, he looks like he could be someone's eccentric granddad - but Robby knows that doesn't always mean much.

But if Robby was worried about something being off about him, it's not what he does hear that he was suspecting. His brows raise, crinkle.

"Are you high?"

If he is high, sticking around is never a good idea, but that question, those words. What. What?