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<br/>​</div>Robin held his tongue for a good while as he waited somewhat impatiently for K to finish, his fingers drumming idly against the hard metal casing surrounding the crux of the current issue.  Why the hell did any of them care where the specimen went?  It wasn't as if they had much (if anything) to do with the retrieval of said smog sample or the proper facility in which to analyze it.  Still, Robin wasn't one to refuse a direct order from his superiors.  The context of and reasoning behind said order?  Well,<i>that</i>was debatable.<br/><br/>"You're right about one thing, Akena." Robin mentioned, looking her directly in the eyes.  "You<i>don't</i>know." He exhaled briefly before meeting her eyes once more, not breaking his gaze as he spoke.  "This sample belongs to the team on a technicality at best.  You didn't have the foresight to obtain it, possess the technology to capture it, or give any of us the order to obtain said sample.  This is Atlas technology utilized by an Atlas citizen under his own liberties.  Nothing more, nothing less." Robin attached the vial back onto his belt, shaking his head slightly before continuing.  "So go ahead and bring this issue to the professors.  I'm<i>sure</i>they'll pat you on the back for being all thoughtful, put a gold star on your file, and ship this off to Vale since there's no way in<i>hell</i>they'd send this to Atlas knowing who my father is.  Then, as I mentioned, it's sealed with a biometric lock and the Vale scientists will end up triggering security measures and purging the sample." Robin shrugged, his eyes still mostly expressionless.  "Who cares, y'know?  You did the right thing."<br/><br/>Robin stepped back from K, looking over Shiro and Karma.  Nekro was nowhere to be found - probably asleep or playing hooky - but, odd as it would seem, Robin didn't have much of an issue with said Faunus at the moment.  "The three of you are so...disingenuous.  Karma - it's your eyes.  Yours too, Shiro.  Akena - it's your tone.  I know what you think of me.  Rich, stuck-up, racist little shit who thinks only of himself..." His voice trailed away, pausing for a moment to collect his thoughts.  "I don't care about the reward.  Not really.  Sure, I planned on taking most of the money but it's not like the three of you did much anyways." Robin's teeth grit together for a brief moment.<br/><br/>"Besides, none of you have<i>any</i>right to judge me.  Karma thinks she's too good for the reward because mommy and daddy pay all her bills with a fortune initially built upon Faunus slaves, child labor, and monopolizing a basic resource.  Shiro...well, researchers talk.  I don't know much about you but I<i>do</i>know you're not in much of a position to be judgmental.  And Akena?  You're mostly the same as Shiro, but you've never been greedy?  Duplicitous?  No ill-begotten wealth or immoral family members?"<br/><br/>His temper subsided in a near instant, replaced by a mask of resignation.  His exhale was long and drawn, blue eyes cast downwards towards the ugly carpet.  "If I wanted this only for myself, I would have swapped containers and said I recovered nothing, as expected.  But I didn't.  I wanted it sent to Atlas to prove the validity of my father's technology.  To prove to him I was a capable asset in the field.  And I could include the subsequent report to our professors so we'd get a team accolade or something of similar ilk."<br/><br/>The dull sound of metal hitting wood echoed across the room as he placed the sample container down atop the wooden library table.<br/><br/>"Here.  Since you deem yourselves responsible, I'll leave this with the three of you.  You're all on the hook for any damages it might incur and I'll ensure I don't go out of my way to help our team in the future.  Lest all of you get the wrong idea and deem my motivations ulterior."<br/><br/>Robin glanced at Akena, his tone more upbeat.  "Since the report is finished, I'll be heading down to Vale to purchase some supplies for myself.  I think the campus transport airship still runs for a few more hours."<br/><br/>And with that, he left quietly - not looking back.