Part 124: Robin C

Frederick/Robin C

Your grip, stance, and breathing are wrong. Focus, Robin. ...Again!

Ready!

*time passes*

That's enough for today. Your form has improved considerably. The pace of your progress is remarkable.

*Huff, huff* Th-thanks... I feel like...I've got the basics *huff* down now... But...S-so tired...*huff* I think I'm dying...

Ha! You're exaggerating! Or at least I pray so. Otherwise you might as well die here-you don't last long on the battlefield.

I suppose...but I'm exhausted nonetheless. But you...You'vehardly broken a sweat?

I should certainly hope not. If a little training winded me, I would be in no shape to serve Chrom.

Well, I'm impressed. You must train hard to build such endurance.


Well, I awaken before dawn each day to build the campfires...Then, whenever we march, I scout the trail ahead, removing rocks and such...Wouldn't do to have someone turn an ankle mid-campaign, now would it?

(So that's why...I always thought it was just a fixation with pebble collecting...)

Beg pardon, did you say something?

Er, nothing important!

But I owe you for this training session, so let me help you with tomorrow's fire. It'll be a snap with my magic. Find a tree, hit it with a lightning bolt, and presto!

...Instant forest fire.

Oh! Well, yes, I suppose that...could happen...In any case, I do still owe you a favor. Whatever you like-name it and it's yours. You needn't decide today, of course. Think it over for the next time we meet.

I am unaccustomed to asking favors, but if you insist, I shall find something.