That's what she's scared of, Max. That you have things in common with Billy. And that's not something she'd wish for.

Robin's trying to hold people together with both hands and lately it's not going the best. She wished there was still some rum left. Of course she used it all. Like a genius. But saving the world had mattered.

"Here," she says, her breath a bit strained when she reaches the landing for the fourth floor. Damn she hates these steps. "We'll just look for the first room without personal effects in them."