Continuation of bakerstreet thread...

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[[Continued from here.]]

[On the one hand, Robin is wary of accepting any offer from any demon, whether he says she can trust it or no. Not everyone in their army is as trusting as Chrom, after all. On the other hand, well... she also can't see any immediate reason why not to give this man a chance. His reasoning is solid, and hardly any stranger than some of their other recruits.

Besides, his explanation makes sense. It certainly makes more sense than just thinking demons torment humans just for the sake of it. As strange an explanation as it is, it's logical, and that's something Robin can appreciate.]

I agree, it would be more expedient. Gods know it makes my job easier if I can plan for any extra agents in the field.

[Those bonds he mentioned have been both a blessing and a curse. Despite herself, she smiles.]

And our army does have a special bond. It may have something to do with how welcoming and accepting their general is. [And here she quirks an eyebrow at him.] Although he may have some questions for you, what with you turning up in the dead of night like this.

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[Ill rumors surrounding the chief tactician are one thing. It's the whole queenly aspect that makes it more complicated. A black mark against her means one against Chrom, and that isn't something she's willing to tolerate.]

The less chance people have to whisper about some mystery man sneaking around with me in the middle of the night, the better. Being out in the open should stop just that.

[With another gesture to follow her, she heads out into the night to lead the way on a tour.]

Do watch out for pitfalls, though. My son has been trying to find a way to trick me into one and they turn up in strange places.

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Very well then, you will hear no further argument from me on the matter.

[Better to be safe and helpful. She was his comrade now, so it wouldn't do to put her at risk for something so easily avoided.

But when she mentions the pitfall traps, Valvatorez just beams.]

Ah! Seeking to prove himself from a young age! And such initiative. You must be very proud!

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[In spite of herself, Robin lets out a soft laugh.]

I am proud. I would call myself lucky... my children turned out to be strong and clever. [Although little Luci is still so small that it might be hard to tell, but considering how she grows up? Robin figures she can be proud all the same. Even if it sometimes makes her homesick as anything, being out on the road like this and away from her youngest. (But also oldest? Odd, how this all has turned out.)]

Though I wish Morgan would apply himself in a way that didn't place unwitting passersby at risk. He digs those pitfalls rather deep...

Ah-- speaking of -- on your left.

[She moves over so that Valvatorez has enough room to skirt around the edge of one such pitfall. It's off to the side of the road, where she normally would walk to allow the carriages and horses by. Morgan is getting better, that's for sure, but still not quite enough to trick her.]