Jamie shrugs, "Yeah, you seemed, uh. Less than enthused? Sorry if you don't want to talk about it."

Also: wow, Jamie didn't realise Robin was capable of going that red.

The motion brings Robin's eyes down, as expected. He flushes, reaches up to cover his face in despair. After a moment, he gives up on covering the blush, lowering his hands. "Uh," he says, "That's. Good?"

Well. More confirmation, he supposes. He eyes the twins' outfits, "Why the odd clothes?" He asks. 

"They are magical equipment." Fenris says in the tones that should be obvious.

"Yeah," Felix says to diffuse the tension, "they are not a bold fashion statement."

"I sure think so, I am sure many also agree."

"Ah, I just not the type to spill my heart to people unless it's pretty clear that's what should be happening. I am cool with talking if you want to know, you definitely have the right to be prepared."

"Ah. They draw some attention." He nodded towards a passerby eyeing them at the moment, "I suppose it's worth it." 

Jamie blinks, then frowns, "Prepared for... Uh. Are we in danger of being enslaved?" He asks, tensing, before he forces himself to relax. "That you know of, I mean," he adds. Frankly if their fears are influencing the way this plot goes, it'll probably come up at some point.

"Do you make them yourselves?" Erin asks idly as they walk down a quiet public path leading through the middle of the block, "Or someone else? Or, I guess, maybe enemies drop them like a video game." She starts the last sentence in a joking tone, but isn't really joking by the end. 

Robin nods in agreement. 

Then his eyes widen. 

Yeah, Robin's just going to stew in horrible embarrassment for a bit. He turns his face to the sky and tries to think about the upcoming meeting with his grandma. Maybe if he focusses on that he can stop himself from spontaneously combusting. 

"You're not in danger of being involuntarily indentured by a part or full orc."

"I am really sorry that you weren't so lucky, kid."

"Less, Gabe. Less. Anyway, you should know that the way this thing works, it comes with some targeted downsides. Until recently, Felix had to stay back home and wait. Fenris would never picked a magical class with mental effects. Meghan - our Saint - was livid by being having her vows forced into her. It shouldn't be bad for you, but there is definitely a sense that the Change drew something from your fears."

"Correct."

"Full explanations, Fenris. Our town has an ever-changing dungeon underground which creates monsters every once in a while. When they die, their bodies dust and often leave stuff, which can be used to make other stuff. It doesn't work on monsters of other origins, though if we defeat-without-killing a person, we can get them to give their cash to us." Pause. "We don't use that capability often, but it ever happened."

Jamie frowns, "I didn't mean," he stops, he didn't mean Henry specifically, for one he's better at reading people than that. For another they were actually talking about figuring out how to get around the issue, earlier. He's just, high strung about the topic. For some reason. For most people it might make sense to be empathetic about something like this, but Jamie's only ever cared that much about three people, and none of them have been in that sort of situation. 

He shakes his head, listens to the rest of the explanation, and only gets a worse feeling the more is explained. 

Maybe their fears haven't changed them directly, but he suspects, contrary to Henry's words, that whatever effect they do have is going to be bad. 

As for Gabe, it's great that he's happy, but... "I don't think I'd like it," he tells him. 

"So... this was a fear for you?" Robin asks. "Uh. That's personal, sorry, don't answer that." 

Look, there's the house up ahead! Soon he will be able to escape the awkward of this situation for the awkward of the next!

Caine hums in response to the explanation as they turn onto the block with the dojo. He gestures towards it and takes the lead up to the doors.

The place used to be a florist's; the outside looks like any storefront, with a glass and metal door and long window out front. After Master Soren took over it was renovated significantly, turning much of the space into several separate rooms suitable for training. Caine leads them inside when they reach the door, pausing before the front desk, which is currently unmanned. 

There's no sign, and it's just after school. This is. Not usual. 

Felix can sense the tension. He tries to feel if there is any danger imminent.

Fenris' sniffs the air, calling forth the spirit of the wolf.

Henry raises an eyebrow, but sure, that is sure a house.

It sure is! 

And there's Grandma, working in the front garden! She's raking, piling up the leaves that had been hidden under the snow. Robin feels a little guilty for having been gone since friday, now; raking is supposed to be one of his jobs. 

He hops up the steps which lead up into the raised yard, reaching out to grasp the rake in offering when he reaches her. "Hey, Gran," he says, "Let me take over?"

"Good afternoon!" Gran replies, letting go of the rake with a smile. She catches sight of Jamie and calls out a greeting to him, as well. Jamie, contrary as ever to the efforts of architects to make their designs accessible, hops up the ledge and then over the fence right next to the steps. 

"Hey, Granny," he says, leaning in the accept a hug. Pulling away, he glances back at Gabe and Henry, "We brought some people," he says, which, obviously, "Some friends from out of town," he continues.

"I see," she says, "And is this why you haven't been at school today?" She asks, knowingly. 

Robin freezes, but Jamie just laughs it off, "Yeah, I guess so," he agrees. 

Gran turns to eye the cousin pair with a welcoming smile, "Hello," she greets, "It's lovely to meet you. I'm Robin's grandmother, Katherine."

Well, what do you know, that sure feels like some imminent danger right there! 

Moments after he starts feeling for it, the sound of a low, guttural roar carries into the front room, followed shortly by the sound of blaster fire right out of Star Wars. Fenris might be able to make out the scent of smoke, as well as an odour he may have noticed emanating from the false Samuel earlier that day. 

Caine exchanges a look with Erin and then they rush towards the noise.