[ Robin hates to admit defeat, and this feels an awful lot like defeat. Aren't long shots supposed to be his thing? He's learned a lot, but that just feels like he's invaded someone's privacy without giving anything of himself in return, and for nothing. It leaves him a little cold.
He blows out a breath through his nose, hands stuffed in his pockets. He's sure he's overstayed his welcome, and Khaji Da will be glad to have him gone. ]
Sorry, dude. I don't know what I expected, but I really hoped...
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[ Robin hates to admit defeat, and this feels an awful lot like defeat. Aren't long shots supposed to be his thing? He's learned a lot, but that just feels like he's invaded someone's privacy without giving anything of himself in return, and for nothing. It leaves him a little cold.
He blows out a breath through his nose, hands stuffed in his pockets. He's sure he's overstayed his welcome, and Khaji Da will be glad to have him gone. ]
Sorry, dude. I don't know what I expected, but I really hoped...