[they're not the type of friends who hug, no. but robbie's willing to forego the immediate bristling at being hugged without warning because knowing at least one person here will make the transition easier. as will the part where he's not actually dead.

what's not as easy? falling toward a dildo display, forcing robbie to brace himself with the shelving. or rather with what's on the shelving. hmm. surprisingly realistic feeling. he thinks before pulling his hand back as though it were burned. the smile he offers her says a lot of things, most of which are happiness but there's also that awkward uncomfortable part where he bumped into her in a sex shop. right.] Daisy. [a pause] You know, the whole dying bit is beginning to feel a whole lot like deja vu. Um, I was trying to save everyone from Eli and... I ended up here? You?