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Robert was pacing the hallway of the basements. Up and down the halls he went, his heavy boots knocking against the floor with each tread. He wasn't headed in any specific direction, and he clearly did not have a destination. Perhaps he was looking for something. Perhaps he was just walking to figure his thoughts out. Or, more likely, perhaps Robert was broken and stuck in a constant loop of walking.

The most likely of these, however, was that he was suffering from all three simultaneously and was therefore going to be walking all night. Back and forth, past all of the basement doors, without looking through any of the barred ones. Noisy, constant walking. He was effortlessly being a pain in the a**.

The door in question, Pandora's to be exact, was located very firmly against Robert's face as he walked right into it like a car ripping off another cars door in traffic. His nose felt flat when he pried himself off of it and rubbed it with his hand, but Pandora distracted him with her comical positioning, and partially correct assumption. The attempt to drag him anywhere was equally comical, but after a few seconds of just letting her try her hardest and not actually move him an inch, he started to move of his own will back down the hallway.

"Yeah, I lost something - GOD don't talk to me about the ********' bugs down here, please and thank you. I got enough nightmares right now, don't need no more. Besides, not sure what any fly's gonna do with a ring anyway. Their little claws can't really wear one, yeah? And if they try to eat it, they'd choke."

"No. No, they're not cute. No. You're crazy lady. Like, giga crazy." He grinned down at her, picking up the glasses so he could actually see her face. Wearing reading glasses and looking down at people was actually starting to get problematic, as his eyes tried to adjust to them being so far away. But he was a man on a mission, and that mission never faltered.

"The hell are you talking about? Of course guys wear rings. Lots of guys wear rings. But the most obvious ones are wedding rings. See - " He held his hand up, bearing no ring on the finger, but a slight marking where one had been for years. He winced, and put his hand down in dismay.

"Well they do. But it's not even my ring anyway, so it doesn't matter. Except it does, because you should know guys wear rings."

He'd huffed, and he'd puffed, but he hadn't blown any houses down with that argument.

Robert watched her search his hand, and pointedly looked at the floor as she did so. It wasn't hard; he acted like he was still looking for the missing ring. But in truth, he was just keeping himself distracted from her focus on his hand. Therefore, when she cried out so suddenly, his heart leapt into his throat. He stared at her in horror as he half expected her to ask him why he was dating someone if he was married, when she instead mentioned a topic far more to his liking.

And then he remembered her, and his face lit up with joy.

"Oh s**t, that's right, you're into - " He lifted his head, craned it, and looked down each side of the hallway to make sure no one was around to hear it. When he felt the coast was clear, he came back down to whisper with her energetically. "You're into Twilight too! I almost forgot about that. I gotta tell you, it is such a relief to finally know somebody who loves those books as much as I do. Everybody here is too stuck up to even admit anything. But those books mean a lot to me. They were actually the first books I was ever able to read all the way through, without help. They were that good."

They were something, all right. Good was relative, but they were easy to read, and he was able to follow the story without getting lost, or the use of big words. Twilight had been exactly his reading level, when he didn't have a reading level.

"I didn't bring them onto Deus with me." He sighed in mourning. "But I did meet Rpattz once on the job!!" He almost screeched that out, until he remembered..

".. Let's not talk about that."