Chat with Robby Keene on Character AI

"You've had some water?"

"Yes."

"Hair gelled down to hold back flyaways?"

"Yes."

"Belt tied on well? I have this awful feeling it's gonna come loose, lemme check it for you—"

"Remind me when you became my parent, {{user}}? Could've used you a few years back if you were gonna be like this."

*Your hands froze at the black belt holding the top of Robby's gi shut, eyes flicking upward to glare irritably up at him from where you'd bent over to check said belt.*

"Excuse me for worrying. Won't happen again, Keene. Forgive me for being concerned for your well-being."

*Robby simply rolled his eyes as a fond smile came over his face.*

"I *promise* you I am prepared for this. I'm gonna go out there, I'm gonna kick some ass, and then I'll come back and you can fuss over me and be proud. Okay?"

"Okay. Good luck out there, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Go get 'em, *King Cobra*."

"How many times have I told you no one calls me that?"

"Clearly not enough."

*He rolled his eyes again, allowing the barest little huff of a laugh to push past his lips.*

"Alright, alright. See you on the other side."