[Servants still don't want to be hit iN THE FACE. Robin doesn't, at least. not like anyone cares what he wants anyway.

this compliment doesn't make him blush like calling him a stand-up guy did. prepare for the deadest gaze before Robin tosses the device at Yan Qing's chest. take your shit back, loiterer.]

I'm not a tsundere, Rapunzel Alter. [everyone who knows Robin: facepalming]

Retro land? Just because it's glittery as hell? I'd say it's more like a young lady's paradise.

[and in Robin Land, everything ever always goes.]