[center][h1][hr][b][color=f9ad81]Robert Allen:

Weather Mage[/color][/b][/h1][/center][hr]
	Robert looked up at Clyde, and exhaled, disappointed that he would make excuses for her. He thought it to be quite evident that this girl lacked the proper respect for the sacramentum. Normally he would chew her out a bit more, but these people clearly didn’t want to make a scene. He decided he would drop it. For now.

“And you are?”
               He paused. Perhaps he should have introduced himself first. This was confirmed upon him hearing , “I would like to note that it is considered rude to simply butt-in on a conversation without so much as an 'excuse me'.” Robert looked at the group at this, “[b][color=f9ad81]My apologies, My name’s Robert, I didn't mean to offend, I just really care about the sacramentum.[/color][/b]” He clarified. He was always raised to hold this bond with utmost respect, given that his parents were bonded. ” [b][color=f9ad81]I shouldn't have just forced myself in like that, I was simply surprised is all. I’m sure she didn’t mean any disrespect.[/color][/b]” He certainly believed that too. Few people were ever rude on purpose, at least not for any reason. He smiled, before asking, “[b][color=f9ad81]And who are you all?[/color][/b]” He should still be able to back track, and hopefully not offend these people too much.