Good... I would not w-want for you to be further i-inconvenienced...

...

Give me... j-just a few moments, and I will be outside...

[He's not turning off the journal though. So Leo gets to hear the sounds of Robert gathering things - the clink of metal and plastic, the shuffling noises of fabric, the liquidy sound of him distributing soup, and the snap of clasps shutting as he bundles them up in his bag.]