“I appreciate the flattery, but in all truth I don’t really arrange /everything/. These charts are only the first half of the plan; you can only prepare for so much on paper.”

Robin's so prepared...meanwhile, our battleplans are...

[Pit looks at a drawing of him kicking Viridi's head off, into the distance.] Mmm.

Robin still hasn’t noticed the sun has been down so long it’s nearly come up again. His book is too interesting.

Decided to visit Smash only to find Robin reading a book at 5am, scared

“Sleep is an old, distant friend. I enjoy when it comes to visit, but very rarely does it bother to stop by.”

“...Anyway, I’m learning about arena architecture.”

A very, very tired grin, followed by an alarmingly slow blink.

“Hm.”

“The Fire Emblem is more of a shield, really. But, for simplicity’s sake, sure. I’m a Fire Emblem.”

“Honestly, I’m more tired than anything else.”

“The Blue Lions? I haven’t learned much about this Fódlan place yet, so I’m not sure I could be of much use. Corrin might have a better chance at helping you with a request like that.”

“...Is something wrong, Pit?”

“Tikimas... It seems every realm has some sort of festivity to match.”