I don't know if that's the exact word, but yeah. If it exists and someone's afraid of it? There's a word for that. You can develop a phobia for literally anything if it's traumatizing enough.

[ she gives him an inquisitive look when he mentions ducks. evil ducks, apparently. her shoulders lift to her ears; a contrite gesture.]

Sorry, Eddie, can't relate. I think ducks are cute. Especially the fuzzy little babies.

[ robin leans in his direction and wiggles her fingers close together as if she's cupping one and ruffling its cute fluffy feathers. but she's not really trying to upset him; uncommon or "silly" phobias aren't funny to the person who has them. she'll be ready to shield his terrified eyes if they ever come across a waddling of ducks.

her eyebrows lift specifically when he says he doesn't pay a cent for room and (probably) board. ]

Wow. No rent is a pretty sweet deal...

[ then her freckled cheeks dimple as she smiles impishly. ]

Did you say 'us'?