I need to speak to Robin.

[ The widest eyes in existence peer at Eddie, trying to impart secrets and insinuations without doing any of that in front of Hargrove. ]

She knows me, okay, she knows me inside-out, knows all my history and secrets that aren't really secrets anymore because she's so smart that she found them out. She knows me, and I ...

[ Steve hangs his head, studying his shoes as he walks. He gives a wriggle to try and free himself, quietening down. ]

I just need to talk to her because she'll get it.