"Yeah, yeah," he says. The speech is familiar, save it. Mentioning the 'pound puppy', Steve groans a little and turns his head to look at Robin's chin, mostly.

"Billy'll get friends. And I super hope some pretty babes start raining after the volcano so you can have a girlfriend. Just make sure you don't let Billy see her first. You two will be competing, probably." He hands over the joint feeling pleasantly high at this point. No need to cross any line.

"His home life sucked," he murmurs, not sure if he should say it or not. He can be vague. "We have that in common at least. Both not playing fetch often..."