At her assurance, Benji chuckled, having no trouble believing her or remembering the times she'd told him to go away when they were younger. He'd always been the calmer and steadier of the two of them, a reflection of his connection to Earth, he'd always thought, but even he had been influenced by teenage hormones and emotions. His outbursts had been rare, but they had the potential to be just as explosive.
"Good. And I can always make myself scarce if you want to have your paramour over," he said, schooling his expression to something serious even if a grin was dancing around the corners of his mouth. Robert wasn't some secret affair she was having, but the word choice amused him.