Even if it doesn't last for very long, having any sort of a back-and-forth is novel enough for Robin. He remembers that he and Irahl had a few conversations, but they were very rare and easy to ruin.
Vincent has himself a dark chuckle at Irahl's joke, "Yeah. They played too rough."
That gets Robin to glance over and address him directly, "Is that where you got shot?"
"Yeah, that's the one..." Which prompts him to stretch, maybe remembering a time when he could barely move. His mobility has fully returned and you'd never guess his life was severely threatened, aside from the scars he's still got.
"Bizarre," Robin admits quietly, before returning his attention to Irahl, "I was telling Vincent, when I was there, there were a lot more people. And they didn't..."
He stops, looks up briefly, remembering a few very distinct contradictions of what he was about to say.
"Well, they mostly didn't go around trying to kill people. But they were all folks brought in from other spots like I was. Like you were. Maybe a couple hundred of them, at some point."
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Vincent has himself a dark chuckle at Irahl's joke, "Yeah. They played too rough."
That gets Robin to glance over and address him directly, "Is that where you got shot?"
"Yeah, that's the one..." Which prompts him to stretch, maybe remembering a time when he could barely move. His mobility has fully returned and you'd never guess his life was severely threatened, aside from the scars he's still got.
"Bizarre," Robin admits quietly, before returning his attention to Irahl, "I was telling Vincent, when I was there, there were a lot more people. And they didn't..."
He stops, looks up briefly, remembering a few very distinct contradictions of what he was about to say.
"Well, they mostly didn't go around trying to kill people. But they were all folks brought in from other spots like I was. Like you were. Maybe a couple hundred of them, at some point."