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<br/>​</div>Robin wasn't exactly sure why K was so interested in his and Nekro's disagreements, but at least she had the decency to ask him about his opinions rather than jumping to a set of preconceived notions about his character.  He exhaled sharply, not wanting to say anything more than necessary.  Perhaps he could gently edge into his criticism of their fellow teammate?<br/><br/>"The team selection process was...less than ideal," he responded, his voice low and quiet.  "And it's not directly correlated with Nekro being a Faunus or anything silly like that.  It's his attitude." Robin shrugged, deciding his statement needed further explanation.  "The entire selection process, Nekro acted as if he didn't want to be here.  As if it's such a<i>tragedy</i>he's forced to attend Beacon alongside the rest of us.  It's clear he doesn't have the educational background for acceptance to a school of this caliber, the best possible academy he could attend." A slight grin played across Robin's face.  "Somehow, I don't think Atlas Academy would be falling over itself to admit him."<br/><br/>He shook his head, expression vanishing in an instant.  "You can't trust someone with an attitude like that.  Nekro should be grateful he's allowed to set foot on the premises, and if he can't be appreciative of that, well...  He should just drop out and give his spot to someone willing to properly utilize it." To Robin, it suggested someone either in Vale or at Beacon was sponsoring Nekro's admission, but he wasn't particularly interested in investigating the matter.  But even his frustrations with Nekro were just the root of a larger issue.  Over half of his team gained entrance to Beacon...just because.  Robin had done everything<i>right</i>.  Signal Class President and Valedictorian, multiple tournament victories, glowing letters of recommendation...<br/><br/>Maybe that was what incensed him most of all.  Robin chose not to rely on his familial reputation to attend Beacon.  Even though he found Signal academics to be wholly effortless, he still attended class, paid attention, and completed all the coursework no matter how menial.  He didn't bypass the cue simply for being smart.  And he certainly didn't have some fancy sponsor helping him attend Beacon.  But perhaps there was an upside: Nekro was aimless, Karmyne was spineless, and Shiro was pompous.  Maybe working for their admission would have done the three of them some good.  Did Akena gain admittance through an external channel as well?  He could always ask her later.<br/><i><br/>
"Hope you can keep up - my legs aren't long, but I can move."</i><br/><br/>Realizing he'd dawdled for too long on the thoughts of his teammates, Robin turned back to Akena, matching her teasing grin.  "My legs are long and I can<b>also</b>move.  But I'll let my running speak for itself." Without any further discussion Robin took off along the planned route, turning back over his shoulder to see if K would still be following him.  He could feel drops of rain sting upon his face, and increased the speed of his running.<br/><br/>He<i>hated</i>rain.  It would soak his clothes, possibly even inducing hypothermia if the water evaporated too quickly.  So without a second thought Robin stripped off his shirt, casting a series of protective wards onto his chest.  They should keep his upper body both dry and warm, mitigating any dangers from hypothermia.  And hopefully Akena wouldn't mind.<br/><br/>Besides, he'd already seen her (almost) nude, and it wasn't much of a problem.  He imagined she'd feel the same way.