[While Don had left, Robert had ended up drifting in and out of fitful half-sleep. He's too physically broken to actually get proper rest, but the banging shocks him out of the stupor he'd been in.
Tiredly, he straightens himself out, trying his best to adjust his mussed hair into something approaching normalcy. He doesn't know whether Don wants him to approach or not, and part of him would honestly rather hide in his room. But he's also been doing too much hiding for the past while to justify that.
So he gets up, with some mental pretense of maybe not going into the kitchen. Still, it'd be obvious to a ninja that there were footsteps nearby.]
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Tiredly, he straightens himself out, trying his best to adjust his mussed hair into something approaching normalcy. He doesn't know whether Don wants him to approach or not, and part of him would honestly rather hide in his room. But he's also been doing too much hiding for the past while to justify that.
So he gets up, with some mental pretense of maybe not going into the kitchen. Still, it'd be obvious to a ninja that there were footsteps nearby.]