Part 871: Robin C

Robin.

Hello, Noire. What can I do for you?

Oh, nothing. I just wanted to get a good look at you up close.

Er, well, all right, I suppose. Can I ask what you're looking for?

It's just that... you're so wonderful and amazing! *Sigh* I wish YOU were my mother.

Noire! Tharja's a fine, young woman, and I'm sure she was... er, will be a fine mother.

I don't know. She hardly seems like the paragon of caring motherhood.

Maybe you shouldn't hold her to such lofty standards. If you don't have an image of perfection, she'll seem a perfectly good candidate.

Yeaj, maybe. But I still think you'd be LEAGUES better! Anyway, so I was wondering...

Do you mind if I call you mom?

Um... Er... I don't...

You're going to say no, aren't you?

I just think it would be... strange. People might get the wrong idea.

*Sniff*

Oh, for pity's sake, don't look at me with those woebegone eyes!

Look, you can't call me mom, but if you want to hang around me, that's fine.

Really! Gosh, thanks SO much! I'll definitely start doing that!(leaves)

Methinks there's more to this than she's letting on...