whether Robin wants it to happen or not, his ears get red and he turns his head away to glare into his beer. a mumble gets buried into the edge and foam.]
Shut up.
[Robin doesn't want to say he's right. he never will. this next swig is not sputtered and it gives him time to think of a response that's better than whatever that flustered and lame one was.]
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whether Robin wants it to happen or not, his ears get red and he turns his head away to glare into his beer. a mumble gets buried into the edge and foam.]
Shut up.
[Robin doesn't want to say he's right. he never will. this next swig is not sputtered and it gives him time to think of a response that's better than whatever that flustered and lame one was.]