[the juxtaposition is a familiar one, koby's own earnest, sweet, wanting-to-please nature perpetually balancing out his curiosity, his sharp, keen awareness. it's comforting, has him relaxing even more, speaking more freely than he might otherwise.

case in point: koby turns and looks up, over the tops of his glasses, serious and solemn and matter-of-fact.] I think you seem perfectly capable. And you're smart and kind, that's better than -- being rugged, I think.

[a little huff, pushing his glasses up.] Being rugged is overrated.