[ Robin, ever-curious, strides forward first. The room is huge, dizzyingly so, not unlike looking up at the clear night sky for too long. It's big enough that Jaime and Khaji's debate is forgotten temporarily, rendered suddenly inconsequential by comparison. How much is he storing in here? How long has he been— alive? Active? What does he know?
Robin just... feels incredibly small. ]
It'd take me a while to get through all this...
[ It's half a joke, but it's hard to tell with the low, awed tone with which he says it. ]
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Robin just... feels incredibly small. ]
It'd take me a while to get through all this...
[ It's half a joke, but it's hard to tell with the low, awed tone with which he says it. ]