I don't know what it'd take--you can try. [ Robby isn't unaware of his position that an older guy wouldn't be forthcoming about their feelings, and it's what has him guessing, talking with some uncertainty. Does Mister LaRusso talk to people? Has he had opportunities to? What does he think about? Worry about?

Other than him and every other kid. ]

...He's gotta have the same problems most people do. [ He glances at Ethan, and thinks--or wants to think--that it's a generalisation that resonates, or at least makes sense. ] We're stuck in this city where we can't do anything about what happens, and people around us get hurt. Some are just...used to this, or we gave up making a big deal about it, and what's talking gonna change about the fact you can't do anything about it?

[ And that's without getting personal about Mister LaRusso's home life before coming here, which isn't something Robby wants to share. That's for Mister LaRusso to. ]

I know it must bother him. ...A lot.