[Uh... Robbie awkwardly types on his device though his amber eye lights up for the barest flicker of a second.]

I'm going to assume that's not a comment on my background. Chopping vegetables, right?

[He moves to grab one of the knives and a vegetable to join in. I don't like the way this dumbass is looking at us, Robbie. Watch yourself. That'd be Eli in his head and Robbie ignores the comment with practice. A look is just a look. It can't hurt, just be insulting.]