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[guerrilla]

That's easy for you to say. You're not the one who'd have to carry your ass home and tuck you in if a drink is stronger than you anticipate.

[Vietnam took care of the latter last time, but since they live together now, that job would naturally fall to Robin.]

[sealeted]

I have other people I could call. You wouldn't need to do much more than unlock the door, if it really came to that.

[She's not that inconsiderate.]

[guerrilla]

If I'm going to unlock the door anyway, I might as well just do the whole thing.

[Not involving a third person is the most efficient method, so it falls in line with how he does things. His tone is just a half-step away from defensive, though.]

[sealeted]

Does that mean I should just crash at Gilgamesh's the next time I feel the urge to indulge, or that you'll groan and grouse but come along all the same?

[guerrilla]

...Just do what you want.

[It doesn't really answer the question, but it's all she's getting from him. Of course he'd go with her, but if she'd rather stay with Gilgamesh, then he's not about to tell her she shouldn't.]

[sealeted]

...that's a bit more bite than I expected.

[She straightens up, her eyes narrowing.]

Did he threaten you again?

[guerrilla]

Seriously? Telling you to do what you want means there's some kind of problem?

[sealeted]

I said 'bite'. Even if it might seem like it in the moment, you never lash out without a good reason.

[guerrilla]

Then I guess I didn't lash out after all, because I don't have a reason to.

[Boy, he can't wait until he can talk about literally anything else.]

[sealeted]

[She prods him in the back.]

We've talked about this. If it's a subject I shouldn't touch, tell me to back off. But please, don't lie to me.

[guerrilla]

I'm not lying. Nothing happened, so you can stop worrying.

[This is, in fact, not technically a lie.]

[sealeted]

....alright.

[She'll believe him, for now. But she haves a small sigh and leans her forehead against his shoulder.]

Sorry if It seemed like I jumped on you, just now. ...as it turns out, you were exactly right about the level of his interest in me, and I don't really... want to let anything slide. Especially now. If I give him an inch on any front, I'm pretty sure he'll take at least a hundred miles.

[guerrilla]

[So that's where she was.]

Of course he will. He's a king. That's all they do.

[There's no ill will in his words; to Robin, this is simply stating a fact.

It's also a good way of dancing around the rest of what Hakuno is saying, because he would really, really not like to talk about this. Even if his feelings weren't a mess, he'd like to avoid as many mental images as he can, just on principle.]

[sealeted]

The worst offender of them all.

[She sighs again—bigger, deeper.]

But... Even if it sounds silly, I've made my momentary allowances, and in some ways, I've probably spoiled him, but he's properly acknowledged me as a 'Master' now. So, even from him, I want to properly protect the things important to me. If he tries to bully you, or tell you to stay away from me, tell me.

[guerrilla]

I'm pretty sure I can handle myself.

[He doesn't really expect anything to come of it. Gilgamesh had been annoying and difficult to work with, but nothing he's done so far has had Robin concerned about himself. His attitude toward Hakuno had been a little unsettling, but she seems content with it, if the tattoo is any indication - and if she's fine with it, then Robin will just have to deal with that. What he finds debasing isn't the universal standard, after all, so as much as it weirds him out, it's not really his place to make any more smartass comments about it.]

I don't know him too well, but I don't think he regards me highly enough to "bully" in the first place, so you don't have to worry about that either.

[And that suits Robin just fine.]

[sealeted]

Gilgamesh is an ordeal, not something to be 'handled'.

[Survived, maybe.]

...you're probably right, but still. If he hassles you, let me know. Even if you're not important to him, you are to me.

[guerrilla]

Yeah, I know. Your taste in friends is awful, as always.

[And as always, it feels nice to be told he's important to someone, even if he still has difficulty understanding why.]

Not that mine is any better, considering the only one I've got is the girl who killed me.

[sealeted]

You're not even the first opponent who tried to brutally and swiftly assassinate me that I've come to consider a dear friend. I may have you beat.

[She has him beat soundly. Nobody welcomes in chaotic scoundrels as happily as Hakuno seems to do. ...though she seems to wilt around the edges as she thinks about Julius.]

[guerrilla]

Of course you've got me beat, there was never any doubt your taste is worse than mine. I'm the worst possible kind of friend to have.

[For all his fondness for her, he'd still kill her with high enough stakes. Admittedly, it requires much higher stakes than it did initially; however, he's still the type of friend willing to kill their own friends for personal benefit.]>/small>

[sealeted]

No, there could still be worse. Believe me.

[Jinako jumps to mind, but that's a singularly unkind thought to have, so she shelves it.]

My taste is just... broad.

i cant believe you just let me leave broken html in there like that

[guerrilla]

[karna intensifies]

Broadly awful, maybe.

[Vietnam is the only cool person that he knows she knows. And Shinano, but she never came up in the dungeon, so Robin doesn't know they know each other.]

oh oops

[sealeted]

Hey. Watch it. Everybody has their good and bad points.

[Some radically more on one side than the other.]

i say that like it isn't my fault for breaking the html in the first place

[guerrilla]

That's not true at all. There are plenty of people with no good points.

[Like the nobility, and thieves, and murderers, and saboteurs, and...hmm.]

I haven't run into anyone with no bad points yet, so maybe you're half right.

[sealeted]

I don't believe that.

[Even Twice H. Pieceman and the miserly, sadistic priest shopkeeper had their kinder points.]

[guerrilla]

Yeah, I know you don't. That's one of your good points.

[He reaches over to her to ruffle her hair. It might be a naive world view, but it suits her.]