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Robbie's fidgeting with his hands, so Chanda reaches out and covers them with his own, leaning in to give him a brief kiss. At least, he intends for it to be brief, but Deejay clears his throat so he definitely lost track of time again.
"I want you to adopt me," Robbie says to Deejay, "but as a brother, not a father, because otherwise it's weird because Chanda's parents adopted you which already kind of makes Chanda my uncle and I'd really rather the pseudoincest at least be in the same generation."
Matt's lips twitch, and Chanda carefully looks from him to Deejay, who looks torn between teasing Robbie and being flattered. The pride and pleasure of Robbie saying he wants the adoption must win out, because Deejay smiles and says, "I would love to have you as a brother."
Robbie slumps against Chanda's side, relief coming off him. Chanda smiles and kisses the side of his head. As if Deejay would turn down any chance to grow and solidify his already formidable, crazy family.