Part 334: Robin C

Gaius, I am SO sorry about earlier! I had no idea you were in the bath...

Aw, no worries. At least I hadn't taken off my smallclothes yet, eh? Er, but I did want to mention I'm usually in much better shape. With the stress of this blasted war, I've been eatin' more sweets than usual. Usually I'm a real piece of eye candy. Belly like a washboard, glutes like a lumberjac-

Okay then! That's quite enough. I believe you... Er, but I did notice something else, and... it has me a little worried...

WHAT?! You saw THAT?! Gods, how embarrassing... It's just... uh... some poison oak I got into the other day, I swe-

I'm talking about the tattoo on your arm. It's the one they use to mark convicted criminals, isn't it?

Oh, that? Yeah, I got caught once doing a favor for a mate. Paid the price. But, uh, I'd appreciate it if you kept that little nugget under your hat, Bubbles.

...Did you just call me Bubbles? Er, but don't worry. I won't tell any-

You'll tell everyone, you say? So it's to be blackmail, is it? Fine then. I can understand taking an opportunity to line your pockets. You can have my portion of dinner tonight, okay? Will that slake your greed for now?!

Er, one helping of bear is already more than enough, thanks. Also, I'm not blackma-

You drive a hard bargain, Bubbles! Very well. Take this custard pie!

...No, thank you. I'm not-

If you are looking for ransom, I can assure you I don't have any money. But what I do have are a very particular set of honey cakes...

Look, I don't want any treats from you, all right?! I'll keep your blasted secret!

Whoa, easy there, Bubbles! Here, maybe a little chocolate will put you in a better mood...