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[color=cyan]"It's a deal."[/color] Robin grinned, and even as her wound throbbed in agony the light in her eyes wasn't forced. Technically,  there was a good chance that she could get it healed - she [i]was[/i] with Wonderland, at the end of the day, even if she felt no loyalty to them or their cause. This, right now, was just preparation. Wonderland, Gladius, Sickle; All obstacles to face, barriers to overcome. There were strengths she could learn to develop, skills she could hone, tactics to prepare.

Because Robin knew she was weak in comparison. That so many in the city could tear her limb from limb before she even had a chance to fight back. But that... that was why she had to fight. Because someone as weak as her could never change things alone - and she was tired of playing this game as someone else's pawn.

What her own goal was, she couldn't be sure. But once she was strong enough, she could work to make something better. Something worth remembering her for, free of anyone else's control. But she could bide her time.

Looking back towards the Circus, Robin laughed, tapping the side of her head. [color=cyan]"Well, I don't really feel like answering too many questions about that little scrape, so I guess that means I'm staying out of there."[/color] A remarkably relaxed attitude towards losing a body part, but hey; there were worse things that could have happened, and her mind was alive with ideas on how best she could counter Sickle's abilities. 

Of course, most of her ideas would have to wait; first course of action was finding a way to cover up her ear situation. After all, turning up with a face half-made of metal wouldn't help her maintain any kind of secret identity, and she couldn't afford to hide away like some kind of hermit. As she turned to leave, she paused and looked at the man who'd stopped their fight. [color=cyan]"Before I split, you got a name? Little rude to interrupt without even telling us who you are, you know."[/color]