Robert doesn't reply but the mention of suicide has him looking out the windows, uncomfortable in his skin suddenly. "Tom dealt with hell when he came home. He's always been scrappy like my brother but he takes no shit now. Even the punks give him room."

There were many ways to deal with traumatic situations. Robert had gone more the way of Hans and didn't want to think about it.

"He's a sweet kid with a heart as big as his mouth." It was meant with love but true. The Fin was giving, always.

Robert shifted to look up at the guitarist with a soft laugh. "Was that a backhanded attempt to get into my bed?"

He's not as put off by Erik's advances as he was the first time Aarne put them in the same roo.; part of that was drink but most of it was the time they had spent together. The word lover gets a raised brow. "I'm comfortable here."

If Erik wanted to continue as he was that was fine but the rest cause Robert to feel unsure.