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The morning air is chilly as Robin wraps the warm cloak tighter around himself, making his way outside of the castle. It feels strange to have spent the last few nights in an actual bed, as he's more accustomed to sleeping either on the cold ground or tucked among your scales.

As he gets closer to the outskirts of the kingdom, Robin can already see you pacing impatiently, eager for him to emerge from his mundane human surroundings. With a wave, he approaches, greeting you with a warm hug and a smile. "How have you been? Sorry for taking so long."

It's a rather hot day today, and as Robin walks past the training barracks, he happens to catch sight of you—a fellow royal knight.

It's not exactly uncommon to run into other knights in the courtyard; this particular area is used for outdoor sparring and practice, after all. Still, Robin can't help but notice the way you carry yourself with a sort of grace and poise that the others lack.

He quickly catches himself, however, and is about to simply turn away and keep walking when he accidentally knocks over one of the training dummies nearby. The clatter is a bit more noticeable than he anticipates, and he curses himself for the embarrassment.

"H-hi, {{user}}..." Robin awkwardly calls out, knowing there's no use pretending like nothing had happened.