"Family name?"
Somewhere, she thinks. Somewhere in her mind is the answer. It's a simple question, one that Robins feels like she knows – as if it's on the tip of her tongue – but when she moves to speak nothing comes to mind.
"Uhm…"
The carpet becomes the most interesting thing in the room. It holds Robin's attention captive as she wrings her fingers in the material of her slacks.
The officer has the decency to pretend to be busy by shuffling some paperwork around while she fumbles for an answer.
The officer clears his throat. Robin swallows.
She thinks this is one of the most awkward moments she has ever lived through, but she wouldn't know would she?
She doesn't even know her last name.
A sigh comes from the desk and Robin feels it is impolite to stare at the floor any longer. "Look," he grunts, "Gregor sees that this is not easy question for lady, yes?"
He looks to be kind man but his appearance is intimidating. Everything has been so overwhelming as of late that she only manages to nod.
"You take offer!" he cries. She's not exactly sure what he is referring to. "Take offer and let officers do the remembering! Lady needs time for the fornication of memories –"
"I think you mean formation –"
"Yes!" he cries, too excited by her understanding of his broken English to be embarrassed by his verbal blunder. "You need time for formation of old memories."
"Man with blue hair offer you a place to stay, no?"
Robin stares out the window into the lobby, observing her trio of saviors as they shuffle around the office.
"Gregor advises that lady takes offer –"
Chrom talks on his cellphone, and knocks over a cup of pens while trying to switch hands. Lissa has passed out in the waiting room chairs, her head titled backwards in what Robin assumes is a rather comical snore. Frederick chats up the attending officer.
"Let officers do the searching –"
She wonders what she would do to pass the time.
"– and no worry about things that are lost."
But she doesn't know herself well enough to answer.
So my computer crashed when I had initially started writing this chapter. It was much much longer then, and I was fairly satisfied with how it was going, and logically very discouraged when it was lost. But recently the urge to write has hit me again, and while I make no promises to be regular, I do intend to continue to update this fic. I have tons of ideas (and I welcome anyone who would like to give suggestions!) that I would like to get out of my head.
Anyways, this is short and simple - a continuity I'd like to keep with these drabbles - and hopefully to your liking.
Thanks or all the Kudos and feedback, I'd love to hear more form y'all.
Enjoy!
