Part 255: Robin A

Er, Maribelle? I have an idea... Why don't we skip the slang lesson today? Instead, maybe you could teach me about aristocratic life?

Any chance to educate my social inferiors is a chance I will take. Now then! What would you like to know?

Well, you hear people talk about a noble bearing, yes? What is that, exactly?

Well, I suppose it begins with learning to stand properly.

Am I not really standing now? Because it feels like I'm standing.

You have the posture of a damp noodle! The resolute promise of a soufflé!

A noble stands...thusly. The spine forms a straight line. Pretend an invisible thread pulls your head ever skyward. ...Go on, give it a try.

Let's see. Straight spine... Invisible thread... Like this?

Why are you jutting you chin out?

It happens naturally when I force my head up.

A pauper's instinct! Cast it away!

Is this better?

Your shoulders are raised. Lower them and hold your chest high.

So like...this?

Yes! Just so! There, now. That wasn't so hard, was it?

I say, you're quite the apt pupil, Robin. With enough practice, you could become a lady fit for the highest court! Well, I may exaggerate. Perhaps one of the more middling courts.

You think? Wow, I never-

Then it's settled! I shall make it my personal mission to shape you into a lady of high society. I'll instruct you until you're fit to walk with kings! ...Or at least a baron or two.

Er, you really don't have to-

Bup-bup-bup! Nothing is less noble than leaving a task half done!

You needn't be shy. We're intimate friends, after all.

Wait... This is revenge for the slang incident, isn't it?

Less talking, more walking! ...ARISTOCRATIC walking, please! Then we will work on ballroom dance and how to properly wield a fork!

Heeeeelp meeeeeee!