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The ground rumbling lightly beneath his feet let Robbie know that Daisy was in the area before he actually saw her. He looked in the direction of the front doors and saw her, throwing a bunch of zombies away from the immediate area. Beyond the doors, he could see other people moving around rapidly, some holding weaponry and others casting what looked like magic.

"Hey yourself," he replied, the tense expression on his face more relaxed now that he'd found her. He could hear the other guy in the back of his head, but he blocked as much out as he could. "How's it looking out there?"

From what he could see from inside the building, Robbie agreed with Daisy's opinion of the situation. There were lots of capable people outside but he had read enough comic books to know that zombies were an endless thing, that it was never a simple solve. Her comment about it not being that bad before had Robbie giving her a look, as if he wasn't sure that he believed her. "Now you sound like Coulson," he said. He wasn't sure if any of the others from SHIELD were here; she hadn't mentioned any but, to be fair, he hadn't asked.

"Yeah, alright," Robbie replied. He had questions for her too; part of him was still not certain that he wasn't in Hell. Daisy was here, though, which made him think that this wasn't Hell but something else entirely. That didn't make him feel any better, even as he turned his attention toward the commotion outside for a moment. "You sure they won't need your help out there?"

He didn't argue with that. There were a lot of people outside, occupied with fighting the zombies. If they had been alright before he got there, he figured that they would be in the same position for a while longer. And he wanted to talk to Daisy, somewhere they could speak freely and wouldn't be overheard.

Robbie nodded at her suggestion, turning in the direction of the elevator. He punched the up button when they reached it, waiting until the doors slid open to say, "Lead the way." He waited until she entered the elevator first, then joined her inside. The elevator ride was short and he noticed when it passed the floor he'd been on when he woke up, going up another two floors before stopping. He followed Daisy down the hallways until they reached a door, a number emblazoned on the wooden surface.

"Do people get assigned rooms at random when they arrive?" Robbie asked, following her into the room once she opened the door and went in, and he shut the door behind them. A brief glance around showed him the room was pretty much identical to the one he'd woken up in, which he guessed was his room now until he could get back to Los Angeles. Daisy's room just looked like it had been lived in a while, unlike his own which he had abandoned soon after he'd realised Daisy was here. At least now they were alone, which meant they could talk freely. "How's Gabe? Is he alright?"

It was a reasonable assumption, considering where he'd been put in relation to her room. Whomever or whatever was responsible for all of them being there, it didn't seem to be too concerned about where it put people when they first arrived. Or perhaps it was just a random algorithm. "I'm two floors down," he remarked, in an off-handed way. But it was good for them to know where the other was, especially in a bad situation. Robbie didn't know anyone else here, and he certainly didn't trust anyone other than Daisy.

His brows knitted together, confused as to why Daisy would be stuck in the room after she first arrived. Was that a thing too? Did the hotel lock people in without warning? "Why? Did you do something to piss this place off, chica?"

He felt relieved to know that Gabe was alright, even if he had only her words for reassurance, but it made him want to get back to Los Angeles more. He wasn't sure if he liked the way she worded her next sentence, though, and he looked at her. "What other things?" He knew SHIELD dealt with a bunch of strange shit; he'd worked with them to kill his tío. But Robbie was concerned about Gabe, mostly.

"Like who?" he asked, curious whom she meant. He only knew Daisy and the people he'd met through her at SHIELD, so the people she was referring to could have been literally anyone. But the way she spoke implied that no one that they both knew was there. "No one from SHIELD is here, then?"

That was something he hadn't noticed. He had been more interested in getting out of the room at first, expecting to be on some dark plane of existence with the other guy but having ended up in a hotel room instead. His focus had not changed much after talking with Daisy, though it had been more about meeting up with her at that point then getting the hell out of the room. At that moment, he wasn't even sure what number his room was, but at least he knew which room Daisy was in. That, and having his name on the door meant that he would be able to find his own room again.

Her reactions to his accusation made a smile creep onto his lips, the sound of her laughter a light-hearted moment in their serious conversation. It made him think of when he first met her, searching for answers about the infamous Ghost Rider and finding him instead. Their friendship, because that's what it was despite everything, hadn't gotten off to the best of starts but when it came right down to it, there wasn't a person (other than Gabe) he trusted more than Daisy. So despite his question, Robbie believed her when she eventually said that she hadn't done anything, but he still wanted answers.

"Something that wasn't Tío trying to destroy the world?" he questioned, remembering all that had happened like it was only yesterday. For him, it had been. For her, it sounded like it'd been quite a bit longer. SHIELD were the sort of people that dealt with one crisis after another, but a small part of him expected there to be a lull after they had stopped Eli Morrow. Perhaps it was little naivety he had left causing him to think that.

Knowing that some of the famed Avengers were there too didn't produce a reaction from Robbie, other than a nod to show that he'd heard what she said; their presence didn't affect him much, unless the other guy reacted negatively to them. Here, just one person knew of the other guy and he wanted to keep his involvement with it a secret for as long as he could. "Just water," he said; he'd intended to refuse her offer, but the ordeal he had been through in the device his tío had built and the memory of it changed his mind. "So what do I need to know? And what do you want to know?"

Robbie wasn't sure what he expected to hear. Since the conversation between Daisy, Coulson and himself, he'd known that book was bad news. But to hear Daisy explain everything that had happened, even if it was a basic version, it was a lot to absorb for Robbie. He was a smart kid; sure, he had finished high school in the 11th grade like he kept reminding Gabe, but he wasn't stupid. Yet the things that Daisy said the android woman had achieved with the book sounded insane.... and he knew it was possible.

After all, he had the other guy on board.

The glass of water was still in his hand; untouched since she had handed it to him, too occupied focusing on her explanation instead. "And you need to get back and help her," he said. He understood why; he wanted nothing more than to get back to LA and Gabe, to try and fix what he had screwed up when he let the other guy run wild and attacked the director of SHIELD. Robbie would never forget the look on Gabe's face. He'd felt like such a screw up but, more than anything, he'd felt ashamed. He usually had better control over the other guy. Thinking back on that, he made a decision. "I'll help you get back."