Rock? Grounded? The concept was fairly absurd in itself. Honestly, what could he, of all of them, have managed to get into? Then again it was also partly expected as he and his two sibling units had been based off of younger human minds than a lot of the others. It was only a Matter of time, wasn't it? Although not quite the same as himself, Rock was more than capable of deciding things entirely on his own.
Still, Blues found himself staring at the little glowing screen, torn between disbelief and curiosity. Last time he'd gave Light and his siblings a visit he'd accidentally discovered Rock's latest pastime. Teach him to try snooping right quick, didn't it? It garnered his interest however, viewing it as a way he could keep up with his younger brother in activities of lesser importance than spiting Wily. A PDA is all Blues decided he needed as a laptop was too much; if he couldn't stuff it into a pocket then it was thought of as too big, and this was more than enough to serve the single, and very simple purpose of checking on the smaller brunette.
It took him a few moments to decide whether or not he should reply or humour the other 'bot. Eyes turned down briefly upon his companion as though in silent question. What was he going to do with him? His shoulders sank in a sigh. He shot a quick reply Rock's way before departing; it was likely he'd get more answers in person than from behind a screen.
'Grounded' was something Blues kept well in mind when picking a location to transport himself to. Although he was much sneakier than Rock, and well adept at it, Light could have returned to the room to continue speaking with him or making his way back there. The thought of Rock in trouble (and not the usual 'excuse me I need to go rescue the baby' kind of trouble) might be amusing, he didn't want to get him in more.
He peered around, quickly and silently slipping into his brother's room, and turned to flick the lock once the door was closed behind him. "Alright," Blues started, eyeing him sharply, "What did you do?"
