"Hunting, you say?" A bone-deep, spine-chilling smile slithered across Gragnakh's monstrous face, his voice dripping with mockery. "Are you seriously trying to wrap your own foolishness in the excuse that you actually meant that?" His tone was filled with venomous amusement, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.
Robin only exhaled slowly, his expression calm, his tone steady. "What can I say? As Harper here pointed out earlier, I'm far too kind-hearted for my own good. But at the same time, I've never been the type who enjoys going out of my way to make friends… or enemies. I'm the kind of person who prefers those kinds of relationships to find their way to me." He gave a faint, almost self-mocking chuckle. "When I found your children to be… promising, I decided to give them a chance. But in truth," he lifted his gaze toward the crowd, "I was giving you all a chance as well."
