[In that half second's pause, Kon is already kicking himself. Making jokes about horror movies, and human faces, while holding a knife? While looking like this?]

[What were you thinking? Idiot.]

[But then Robbie continues and explains, and Kon smiles widely.]

Okay then, if I see you come running while holding up a flesh hook, I guess it means we're not in Bikini Summer Slaughterhouse 5 and that I should follow you instead of running away screaming.

[Because he's going to want food a lot. He's a growing teenage boy, after all, and now he can't get energy from the usual Sunny D. He's already hungry right now as he speaks. ]

[But then Robbie's smile falls away again and Kon gets self conscious once more.]

I'm not really a knife guy either but we're probably going to have to hunt stuff and learn how to live all caveman style and make fur cloaks or something.

[He picks one that looks like a hunting knife and rummages around and finds the sheathe for it. He's keeping this one.]