Coming to a halt, the snow white adolescent searched the long corridors for a particular stage. A young brunet stopping abruptly behind the tactician, sliding just enough to bump Robin's back slightly. He stepped back swiftly, panting and staring, confused.
"Robin *huff* they're broken." Pit was unsure if the tactician even heard him, watching as Robin began walking down the elegant hall without even acknowledging his presence. the youngster hurried behind the white haired male, gazing over head at large battle view screens for every arena. Fellow smashers could be seen in a few of the stages shown on the large screens, confused and trapped. It had been nearly a week since the first incident. During a training session between Megaman and Kirby it had become apparent that attempt in exiting any stages was impossible. Unfortunately, Mario had stumbled upon this detail a little too late, fifteen other smashers were trapped in various arenas before he could get the information to Master hand to have the tournament halls shut down. Luckily for the caged smashers, dropped items continued to appear in all stages, giving the fighters plenty of food to live on. Pit's stomach growled at the thought of going a week without food. He said a silent prayer, thanking his goddess Palutena for always providing him with hefty rations. It was a wonder how the angel could fight adequately with such unhealthy snacks.
Pit shook his head realizing he'd left Robin unattended for too long. He looked around quickly, eyes widening in surprise seeing Robin several doors down. The snow haired tactician extended his gloved hand toward the large door knob in front of him. Pit ran over, yelling after the tactician.
"Robin! Don't! You'll be trapped like the rest!" Robin turned to the angel. It seemed he'd almost forgotten his presence for a moment. He quickly regained recollection of his reason for bringing Pit along in the first place.
"Pit listen, I don't have time for this. Do you think that the sleeping spell I used on the Cap' will last forever?" Pit's mind flashed back to the justful Captain Falcon claiming he would keep the rest of the roster safe from the broken arenas, and quickly appointed himself as the arena hall's guard (Occasionally switching out with the Star Fox folk on guard patrol). Robin had found a sleeping spell inside one of his many ancient tomes and put Falcon to sleep in order to breach the controls room, and then the arena halls went down Pit's spine just thinking of what the captain would do if he woke to find them messing in a restricted area.
"Could you at least explain what you plan to do?" Pit's eyes were met with lovely brown ones, filled with a deep determination, and vast knowledge that pit could only dream of knowing.
"Th-that's not gonna help convince me that you know what you're doing." Pit spoke begrudgingly well aware that this was not completely true. Robin's expression alone could probably convince the naive angel of more bizarre things. Robin turned his body fully to face Pit. He placed a steady hand over the smaller's right shoulder
"Pit, I know what to do to save our friends, okay? I trusted that you would have faith in me, which is why I asked you to accompany me. I need you for this mission, and I need your trust. Can I rely on you to help me succeed?" Robin smiled at this morning's memory of his female counterpart calling him an idiot, and refusing to take part in his plans. Pit felt an odd sense of reassurance from his friend's words. He blushed slightly at how close he realized the grandsmaster was standing in front of him. He could catch the scent of the strawberry body wash Robin must have used in his shower that afternoon. Pit always enjoyed fruity smells. Almost as much as he enjoyed his friendly contact with Robin, both verbal and… Pit jumped backward realizing he'd let his thoughts move to something rather uncomfortable. His face burned as he tried to sway his thoughts to some other topic. He looked up suddenly noticing the confused expression Robin was giving him. He stood tall in a power stance before clearing his throat nervously and speaking loudly.
"Totally! I'm super reliable, I won't let you down, Robin!" The white haired boy smiled seeing Pit returning to his usual vibrant self.
"Alright then, come Pit, We've got friends to save."