"everything's gonna be just fine," robby tells that baby, after a day in which he's spent fifteen hours denying that he's not fine and feeling that he's not fine and being told in no uncertain terms that he's not fine, that he needs help, but that things can get better and everything will turn out fine if he can only hold onto hope and seek help.
"you've got so many wonderful things to see," robby tells that baby, after watching a mother and her child come back from the precipice of death, literally blue and bleeding in one moment and then breathing, crying, alive the next, and being so shaken by the beauty and miracle of that experience he's literally breathless and nearly in tears as he walks out of the room afterward.
"you've got so many people to love ahead of you," Robby tells that baby, after Jack pulled him aside and made his love for his friend so abundantly clear that Jack got himself weepy in the telling of it and he hugged Robby, really hugged him, pressed him so close they were ear to ear from holding onto each other so tight. And before then, Duke has him promise to come back, ties his health and his wellbeing into Robby's promise, goes to the pitt at Robby's behest in the first place, because Duke knows it means something to his friend that he does so. And Dana loves him, cares for him enough to fight him when he's not being himself, gets so scared that he's unwell she refuses to stay silent about it. And Victoria asks Robby if he believes in her ability to get into emergency psychiatry because she values his opinion that much, because his faith in her means something. And Cassie checks in on him, too, and doesn't let exhaustion or even frustration stop her from approaching him from a place of empathy and experience as someone who knows darkness when she sees it. Robby, that kid who got abandoned by his mom when he was only eight years old, just about old enough to be in the third grade, had so many people to love ahead of him. And my god, they love him back.
