<em>Two jobs.</em>He couldn't help but feel guilty.  He thought she sounded upset.<br/><br/>"What do you want me to do?  I could do it you know.  I'm not much of a day person these days, but I could do the house work ... or something."<br/><br/>He sat up in his bed as he spoke and pulled the covers off as he finished speaking.  He had not seen those brown eyes for weeks.  She was skinnier, but she still looked the same.  She looked tired, he could tell from how she stood.  She hadn't cut her hair yet; it reminded Robin of<em>her</em>, another sister with whom he'd lost contact.  He could still speak to the one in front of him but for how much longer?  He looked down at the floor.  He felt guilty.<br/>