Date: 2014-03-16 08:49 pm (UTC)
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Robin's jaw tics, but he relaxes slightly, tan face growing slightly pale at the mention of a failure in the A-plan. Robin had experienced more than one of those already. Yet now, he can still remember the feel of caliban's fingers vice-tight around his throat, the red flash of eyes, the sound of Auphe spoken in his ear, sharp and grinding as broken glass being shived into his temples. His stomach gives a lurch. Robin ignores it.

He does want to be a good friend. But he wishes he weren't here. He doesn't want this responsibility. He would rather it had nothing to do with him; maybe it shouldn't.

A puck wasn't helpful, in these situations. If it came down to it, Robin's choice would always be his own skin over anything else His own skin, over Castiel's life, over Castiel's happiness. He'd turned his back on Caliban and Niko over Cherish. He would turn his back and run again, if he had to.

"I don't understand why we are talking about what to do if it gets worse when we should be talking about what to do to fix it. If we were talking about hypnosis, that's one thing. Teach Ishiah whatever spells you need to. Rely on him to stop you. I'll stay, and listen, quietly. But I am no hero. I am not volunteering for an obligation to potentially risk my own hide."
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