Were he able to read Rogue's thoughts, Bobby would have credited his cuteness to his impressive good looks. But perhaps the truth lay more in the middle that he was a boy that tried too hard but meant well. Bobby smiled back at Rogue's grin, finding it infectious. "'Sup." Smooth, Drake.
Bobby glanced into the room to see if they were alone or not, and honestly couldn't tell with the mound of blankets and clothes on Tabitha's bed. "Not much. Just thought I'd come by and ... y'know, say hi." Bobby admitted, though not detailing the full answer. "I didn't know if you were serious the other day, when we were private messaging? But I mean. If you were, I'm okay with it. And like, yeah. Better now than never?"
He asked the last question honestly. Bobby didn't want to be too forceful with Rogue, so his expression so innocent but earnest.