[ Robby's found out (and read) a little more about the ritual since he and Sansa last spoke. He's seen more people affected about it, and his feelings haven't really changed, and he wonders if to say anything at all--he doesn't have an answer for her.

...but something pulls for him to try, and so he shows his face, though he can be seen from his chest up-ward. He's dressed in a green-plaid shirt, with a lighter green one under that, his fringe down from its usually pushed back state. ]

Hey. I don't know if anyone'll have an answer for you, [ he's offers softly, apologetically, ] but...is there anything you'd like to do? There isn't a time limit.

This isn't the best place, but it's not where you were. [ Since yes, he's nosey.

And maybe that's all that can be offered, even if reality is always around the corner. A slice of optimistic, wondering if it'll help. ]