It was easier lately, to listen to others and help them with their own worries and concerns. Mostly because he had finally managed to get a handle on his own most recent concerns. He was not free of the waking nightmares that plagued him, but when they did he knew now how to handle it. And for that he was indebted to Claire, and more than glad that he had finally told Marian, and shared it all with her.
He wasn't sure what it was that made such a simple friendship between he and Kon. Robin knew they both thought very differently on a lot of subjects, though they were able to agree on just as many, in the end. Kon was willing to talk to him, seemed to like his readiness to accept that sometimes, words couldn't fix a problem. Sometimes, despite his own declaration that everything is a choice, those choices seemed not to exist. He never would have thought he would enjoy something as trivial as playing video games, but then nothing about this place was normal. One thing he did know was that Kon listened to him, or at least seemed to, when he was troubled. And right now he obviously was. And Robin had never made a secret of the fact that he would do what he could for those in need.
Stepping outside he spotted Kon, looking lost in his thoughts. He sat beside him, forearms resting on his knees. He watched him in silence, waiting for the other to speak. One thing he knew, his friend would have something to say.