[Don won't have far to look. Robert is in his makeshift kitchen right now, cleaning things that were probably already cleaned before. It's a routine, a pattern - something comforting and familiar. He's started to get a grip on himself again.
But this surprises him a little.]
... Ms. Daisy...?
[Drying his hands on a small towel, he takes the journal almost cautiously from Don. It's been... well, a long time since he's talked to Daisy. And the last time was that infernal experiment that made him spout nonsense.]
no subject
But this surprises him a little.]
... Ms. Daisy...?
[Drying his hands on a small towel, he takes the journal almost cautiously from Don. It's been... well, a long time since he's talked to Daisy. And the last time was that infernal experiment that made him spout nonsense.]
... Thank you, Don.