-- eruditionism --
As of lately, the timid dancer had noticed that the Dark mage and the beloved Tactician has been.. Avoiding each other. The tension whenever the two of them was in the same room did not go unnoticed- and this affected Olivia slightly. She felt nervous, she felt as if something bad was going to happen.
She paced back and forth in the barracks room, her head raised up and looking at the ceiling as she was pondering on the recent events. What could possibly have happened between the two of them that they couldn’t even stand being near each other?..
Her walking went to a stop, the door slowly creaked open and in came Robin. Olivia smiled warmly, but she couldn’t tell if it was recieved or not. The hood that Robin had pulled over himself for so long now seemed like a shield from the world’s troubles.
-- “Um.. Robin! Hello?.. Is.. Everything alright?”
Way to be subtle with asking.
