[ oh! a joke! there is hope for robbie after all. the dryness of it even matches what tends to fly from eliot's lips at the most difficult moments, so that robbie is actually capable of joking and also seems to enjoy wry sarcasm as much as eliot is a Very Good sign. maybe they won't be best friends, but at least they can mock situations mutually and find comfort in that.

eliot almost wishes he could feel bad for being tall, but even standing next to robbie right now, he can only think about how glad he is that everyone else is armrest height. ]

Let's hope it doesn't come to that. [ he offers the words gently with a soft pat to robbie's shoulder. ]

It's recent, though. My best friend axed me in the stomach. Long story. [ he waves his hand dismissively. ] I didn't really expect to lose access to a pharmacy and first-aid supplies, granted that neither exist where I was headed, but they have people who can help heal it faster. So whatever we can find down that road would probably be helpful. Assuming it hasn't been looted already.