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<br/>​</div>Robin pursued a hasty retreat once the Professors engaged the Grimm.  Despite possible accusations of cowardice, Robin viewed his actions more as a method of self-preservation.  Inserting himself into the current battle would only complicate the issue.  Best to cut his losses now...and leave.  From the corner of his eye, Robin could see Karmyne...well, two Karmynes carrying the rather burnt Lumis twins.  It seemed his earlier question had been answered, although through Karma's deeds rather than any mention from her.<br/><br/><i>'I split into two people.'  How complicated could that be?<br/>
</i><br/>Such realizations hardly cured his anxiety relating to their ill-fated mission.   They were under direct order not to engage the Grimm and team LITE had managed to foul it up splendidly: gifting both themselves and his team a net loss.  At least Robin had managed to capture a sample of the Trikelton's poison - assuming the mechanism worked, the smog hadn't disappeared with the Grimm, and he'd captured enough material for proper analysis.  He wasn't the most confident about said odds.<br/><br/>With little left to do but return to Beacon, Robin holstered<i>Velocitus</i>with a weary grimace, fingers drumming an idle rhythm across his thighs.  Perhaps some personal time or a nice hot shower would clear his mind.  His gaze turned to Nekro, glaring at the reckless moron.<i>Just</i>as he'd predicted, K gave Nekro a chance to shine.  And just as he'd predicted, Nekro managed to thoroughly foul up his leadership for a faint chance at heroics.  The image of Nekro blindly (and against orders) charging in after team LITE was reminiscent of Shiro's earlier antics for Karmyne's 'honor.'  You give these clowns an inch and they take a whole mile.<br/><br/>Still, Robin decided to give credit where it was due.  He caught up to his team leader relatively quickly and gave her a friendly pat on the back, meeting her eyes for a brief moment.<br/><br/>"The mission today could have gone better.  A lot better.  Between absentmindedness, idiocy, and a cavalcade of fuckups you performed...well...under the circumstances."  He shrugged idly, not wanting to make this any more protracted than necessary.  Robin wasn't one to offer praise or even mere compliments to others, but K (he supposed) deserved it.<br/><br/>"Initially, I had absolutely zero confidence in your skills as team leader and felt the professors made a gross error in naming you as such.  Today my judgements were proven incorrect.  Don't get me wrong, as team leader our failure today is still partially your fault, unfair as that may be.  But, well..." His face flushed from embarassment and shame at the humiliating words set to leave his mouth.  "...I was wrong.  And I...<span style="font-size: 10px">apologize<span style="font-size: 15px">" Robin's voice trailed off, buried beneath the sound of his feet crunching over the forest floor.  He walked alongside K for a few moments longer in perfect silence before taking his leave, idly toying with the vial (hopefully) containing the poisonous smog.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-size: 15px">Robin looked to his team leader once more, a small teasing grin spreading across his features.  "Don't take our little chat the wrong way.  This doesn't mean we're best buds and I support your every choice unquestioningly or anything," he stated, crossing his arms in a purposefully petulant manner.  "But you're OK, Akena.  I'll give you that."</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-size: 15px">And with that, Robin left K's side, following the wounded back towards the Beacon campus.  Maybe he could even grab a little bite to eat before his team's inevitable professor-sponsored lecture.  With a full stomach, even the Professors' outright scolding would be palatable.  </span></span>