Robin accepted the hand Dewey offered him gladly. He pulled himself up and tried to put weight on his ankle. Pain immediately shot up his leg and made him gasp for air. "Yep, that's sprained." was his conclusion and he shifted his weight on his fine leg. Standing there like a duck on land on one leg, he tuned back into the conversation.

"Well, how could I know that you have increased strength in here ? You look like a little  girl, so I assumed you are one." he retorted after she sighed at his jump. "Normally that works in these dreams. Oh well, then use your super strength to help me, would you be so kind? And what do we do now ?" The last question was directed at both of his... companions. Maybe the wannabee wizard could magic up a map or something.