A New, Sort of Awkward Nest || Closed @ Gray
A spouse? Just out of the blue like this... Robin, without trying to sound stuffy and pompous, admitted that she knew quite a bit. Spell weaving, intermediate apothecary, working forge just enough to not completely blunder on balancing a blade, ancient tomes with even more knowledge to unearth; marriage? Child rearing? Indecipherable. Was it written on her face too?
She certainly hoped not. But just now locating her home, and subsequently her husband...to be -- or were they already married? Did the specifics really matter, anyway? For powers greater than her own, or even this person's, had decided it would be as such. But her thoughts had lead her astray from the here and now; Robin lowered her cowl, brushing through strands of light hair to sort out the hat head she had sported before nodding to the young man.
"Gray...Fullbuster, I'm assuming?" She tilted her head slightly, eyes surveying the apartment as she spoke, "This is the correct housing number so I'm hoping that you are..." A low, approving hum followed suit from her as she ceased her scanning of the cozy apartment. Finally her eyes set upon Gray and she smiled cordially, holding out her hand, "Robin. Nice to meet you...in spite of the odd circumstances, of course."
