How to explain that those things are fairly basic actions? Ingrained habits - it comes from the same place that used to decorate the Crashpad for the holidays. Terry was obviously going to be in need of coffee. The note was to make it less creepy (at least, it made it less creepy in Robbie's head) that Robbie had ventured into an occupied office without waking him. As for the cereal, he wasn't about to eat in front of someone, and he's too lazy to make eggs.
It doesn't matter that it's Terry, or, if it does matter, that's one more reason to help him. In Robbie's eyes, Terry was kind to him. He was the first person to do anything unnecessarily nice for him since. Since Stamford. Everything else, everything Ms. Walters had done, that was all her job. Terry got him Niels, and that was in a situation where Norman Osborn had been in control. Robbie had been on Osborn's Thunderbolts - he knows what that lunatic is like. There's no grudge against Terry; he did the best he could in a bad situation.
Just like how Robbie is doing the best he can now. Sharing is a subset of caring, and that's the one thing that Robbie hasn't lost in the past few months. He cares about others, and, if Terry isn't going to take the greatest care of himself, that's... fine. Robbie can offer support though. A cup of coffee, a note that would hopefully scrape away a millimeter of whatever problem had kept the man up at his desk, an offer of breakfast... these things are basically free. They're the sort of support that he would like Vance to downgrade to, rather than arranging for him to have a job that's really just a huge stressor -
But Vance means well, they all mean well, even now Robbie means well. The only difference is that cereal involves neither commitment nor an audience. Cereal is easy; life is hard. Or maybe cereal is soggy, yeah. That's how he should word it if he can work that joke in.
"No one else is up at - " Robbie paused to check the time on the microwave. "5 o'clock in the morning, or maybe they would. You might have a point with the cereal. I can't see Vance, Pietro, or Greer keeping a stash of junk food. Hank, mm. Probably, but it's also probably under lock and key in his lab. I wouldn't eat anything that lives that close to Pym particles. Would you?"
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It doesn't matter that it's Terry, or, if it does matter, that's one more reason to help him. In Robbie's eyes, Terry was kind to him. He was the first person to do anything unnecessarily nice for him since. Since Stamford. Everything else, everything Ms. Walters had done, that was all her job. Terry got him Niels, and that was in a situation where Norman Osborn had been in control. Robbie had been on Osborn's Thunderbolts - he knows what that lunatic is like. There's no grudge against Terry; he did the best he could in a bad situation.
Just like how Robbie is doing the best he can now. Sharing is a subset of caring, and that's the one thing that Robbie hasn't lost in the past few months. He cares about others, and, if Terry isn't going to take the greatest care of himself, that's... fine. Robbie can offer support though. A cup of coffee, a note that would hopefully scrape away a millimeter of whatever problem had kept the man up at his desk, an offer of breakfast... these things are basically free. They're the sort of support that he would like Vance to downgrade to, rather than arranging for him to have a job that's really just a huge stressor -
But Vance means well, they all mean well, even now Robbie means well. The only difference is that cereal involves neither commitment nor an audience. Cereal is easy; life is hard. Or maybe cereal is soggy, yeah. That's how he should word it if he can work that joke in.
"No one else is up at - " Robbie paused to check the time on the microwave. "5 o'clock in the morning, or maybe they would. You might have a point with the cereal. I can't see Vance, Pietro, or Greer keeping a stash of junk food. Hank, mm. Probably, but it's also probably under lock and key in his lab. I wouldn't eat anything that lives that close to Pym particles. Would you?"