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<br/>​</div>It took Robin a few moments to realize Shiro's plan, and even less to conclude it was a stupid idea.  Robin was generally non-confrontational by nature, and while he had quite the acerbic personality, he knew when to hold his tongue and keep silent.  It was a skill often practiced as a child, yet one that lost little validity as he'd grown older.  Ryko and Warren seemed on the verge of committing murder, and he certainly wasn't getting involved.  It wasn't even his fight!  While neither Ryko nor Warren seemed like the best of individuals, and he couldn't understand why they'd be teasing Karmyne of all people, it wasn't worth fighting over.  There were plenty of valid options besides continuing any sort of confrontation, and Robin wasn't going to get involved in a melee due to Shiro's lack of foresight.<br/><br/>He could get his<i>own</i>cup of ice.<br/><br/>"Um, K?" Robin murmured quietly, still appraising the situation.  His eyes darted nervously around the room before returning to her.  "Do you think we should step in before everything goes to hell, or..." She seemed the most level-headed out of their current team members; probably why she was appointed their leader.  While he still wasn't the biggest fan of K, he appreciated her openness and candor, especially regarding their conversation.  He'd let the whole 'team leader' issue go.  For now.<br/><br/>Robin's stomach growled sharply, causing him to groan in frustration.  Here he was attempting to not get involved in a fight instead of grabbing a proper dinner!  Not to mention the thought of an all-out lunchroom brawl would most likely result in him not eating at<i>all</i>.  Without waiting for K's response, Robin surreptitiously cast a 'Ward' rune upon his chest.  Enough to protect him from multiple hard punches or an unfortunate flying table.  Maybe he could even blend in with the bystanders...  Either way, the current situation had placed him in a bit of a bind; worsened by bad attitudes and illogical planning.  The only inevitability now was violence.<br/><br/>Yet before Robin decided to make himself scarce, his left hand traced a series of complicated shapes in the air behind his back, almost imperceptibly.  A second Ward Rune, although this one consumed more energy, as it was for another.  He pressed his hand gently against Akena's upper back, but only long enough to plant the rune.  "It's a ward," he whispered, giving intention to his actions.  "It should protect you from a few blows, especially if you want to go in there and defuse things."<br/><br/>And with that, Robin casually distanced himself from the scene, blending into the crowd as a casual observer.