For milliways_bar.

[twoeyesonthesky]

Quinn stepped back into the castle, the sounds of Milliways fading behind him as the door closed. "Ajay?" he called

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[jusa_littlelion]

Robbie doesn't know any better.

He's very good at staying quiet. A cleric is supposed to be "quiet and imposing" Father's authority doesn't need to be loud and boisterous as law enforcement in the past.

Father's dead however, and Robbie is just a child who's very good at not being seen

However when he sees the conditions-Robbie lets out a squeak.

stupidstupidstupid!
There goes stealth.

[twoeyesonthesky]

... that's not a castle noise. Quinn freezes, and spins about on one heel.

[jusa_littlelion]

Robbie's caught. Like a mouse in a trap-deer in the headlights sort of caught.

Dirty, smudged, and very-very afraid.

"....Stay back!" Robbie raised a hand, "I know-um-um-"
How to fight. With guns.

"...hand to hand combat!"

[twoeyesonthesky]

Quinn's not even listening, let alone trying to look threatening. "Oh, my God... Robbie? Jesus, Robbie, what're you- what are you bloody doing here?"

He dashes past Robbie to the door, touching it with his fingertips before whipping it open. Nope- no Milliways. Just castle. The door gets closed and he looks down again.

"Bloody hellfire, Robbie! What did you do?"